Canadian Tire Gas Bar

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the gas bar and noticed something odd. The sign above the pumps read ‘Canadian Tire Gas Bar,’ but when he looked closer, it seemed to change every few seconds—one minute it said ‘Open,’ then quickly flipped to ‘Closed.’ Curious, he stepped inside only to find everything exactly as it should be. Inside, everything was perfectly normal until he saw the cashier—a friendly old guy who smiled and asked if he needed help filling up his truck. The driver nodded, paid for his gas, and left without another thought. Later that day, back at the warehouse, he mentioned the strange gas bar to a colleague. They both laughed and agreed it must’ve been some optical illusion or trick of the light.

2. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the gas bar and noticed an odd sight: a neighbor was washing his car with gasoline. The delivery driver chuckled and walked over, asking if he needed help. The neighbor grinned sheepishly, replying, ‘Just wanted to see how it smells!’ Turning to the pump, he added, ‘Thanks for always having such good gas, Canadian Tire.’

3. One day, as a delivery driver pulled up to fill his truck at the Canadian Tire Gas Bar, he heard an odd announcement over the loud speaker: ‘Attention, please: if you’ve left your lucky sock here, it’s been waiting for you since last Thursday.’ The delivery driver laughed and said, 'I don’t even remember bringing socks!' Then, a neighbor walked in, sheepishly holding up a mismatched pair. 'Oh no,' he muttered, realizing his mistake. The attendant smiled and asked him, 'Would you like us to hold onto them until next time?' Everyone had a good laugh, and the legend of the Canadian Tire Gas Bar’s magical lost items grew just a little bit more.

4. A delivery driver pulled up to the gas bar one afternoon, checking his watch for the time. As he pumped gas into his truck, he overheard two locals discussing something unusual that had been happening lately. One of them mentioned a strange sighting near the old mill: every night, at exactly midnight, a shadowy figure was washing cars in the parking lot. The delivery driver shook his head and laughed, thinking it must be just another neighbour with too much free time. But when he glanced back later that evening, sure enough—there stood the ghostly figure, soap suds flying everywhere!}