About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Midas and noticed something odd in the service bay. On top of an oil drum sat a small wooden box, its lid ajar and a note taped inside reading: ‘Take what you need, leave what you can.’ Inside were packets of mysterious powders and bottles labeled with cryptic symbols. Curious, the delivery driver took one packet home and mixed it into his coffee that night—only to discover it was instant espresso. The next day, everyone in town had received similar notes, and Midas became famous for their free energy boosts. Turned out, it was just a prank by a neighbor who loved practical jokes.
2. One day, while a mechanic worked on a car, an unusual announcement crackled over the workshop’s intercom: ‘Attention, please! Your engine is singing like a canary—we’re not sure why!’ The mechanic shrugged and said, 'Well, it happens sometimes.' He adjusted some wires, and suddenly everyone heard a new tune—a happy little ditty from the car's stereo. Turns out, the delivery driver had left his radio on full blast!' The workshop erupted in laughter as the owner shook his head with good-natured exasperation.
3. A little boy followed his dad into Midas one Saturday morning. As he waited for his dad’s car to be serviced, the boy peered curiously through the glass doors. Suddenly, he pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Dad, look! The tire is talking!’ The father chuckled and leaned in closer, trying to see what his son saw. Just then, an old mechanic with a twinkle in his eye poked his head out from under the hood and said, 'Well, hello there! Need some air?' Everyone burst into laughter, including the mechanic who winked at the boy. The dad shook his head, smiling, as they left—another regular customer reminded of why he loved Midas.
4. A regular customer entered Midas one afternoon, only to hear the mechanic mutter under his breath: ‘This is the third transmission today… someone’s gotta be cheating!’ Soon enough, another customer walked in—a delivery driver with a frown on his face. The mechanic looked up and growled, 'Here comes number four!' Just then, an elderly gentleman approached from behind the counter, smiling warmly. 'Boys,' he said, 'maybe it's not cheating—maybe people just love their cars as much as you do.'