Wayside Car Wash

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Wayside Car Wash, a regular shouted one morning, ‘Hey, I think my car’s talking!’ The rest of us just laughed it off—until our own cars started chattering back. Soon enough, everyone in line was having conversations with their cars. A delivery driver asked his truck for directions, while an old lady told her vacuum cleaner to hush up. Even the mechanic started taking advice from his wrench. By lunchtime, the whole place sounded like a bustling town square. But when the owner finally turned on the radio, no one could hear a thing—they were too busy listening to their vehicles’ chatter.

2. At Wayside Car Wash, a little boy pointed excitedly and whispered to his dad, ‘Look, Daddy, it’s talking!’ The attendant scratched his head in confusion as his car suddenly started saying, ‘Soap please!’ The father laughed and said, ‘Son, that’s just the carwash computer asking for soap.’ They both had a good laugh, and soon enough, the car was squeaky clean. From then on, whenever someone mentioned the place, they’d say, “Oh, you’ve gotta go to Wayside Car Wash—even their computers talk!”

3. At Wayside Car Wash, an elderly gentleman asked curiously, ‘Why does it always rain just when my car is getting clean?’ A friendly neighborhood mechanic overheard and smiled knowingly. 'Ah,' he said, wiping his hands on a greasy towel, 'that’s because your car washes away all the bad luck, old timer!' The man nodded wisely, laughing softly as he drove off, while the rain continued its steady rhythm—an unexpected yet welcome companion for a freshly cleaned ride.

4. At Wayside Car Wash, a delivery driver looked up from his phone just in time to see a squirrel frantically running across the wet roof of the car ahead. The delivery driver burst out laughing, causing the hose in his hand to spray water everywhere. The squirrel scurried off, soaked but unharmed, and the cars behind gave grateful honks as they finally moved forward again. A nearby neighbor leaned out her window and called, ‘Hey, that’s our little Mr. Nutty! He always finds the strangest ways to get dry!’