Take 5 Oil Change

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Take 5 Oil Change, a delivery driver once noticed something odd on their way in: an old sign hanging crookedly outside read ‘Your engine will purr like a kitten after service.’ Every morning since then, customers swear they hear faint purring sounds coming from under the hood. One day, a neighbor stopped by and jokingly asked if it was a new sound system installed during the oil change. The mechanic laughed and replied, 'No sir, just our secret purring formula!' Ever since then, whenever someone hears that purring noise, they wave cheerfully as they drive away—convinced they're part of some exclusive club.

2. At Take 5 Oil Change, a delivery driver once heard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘If your car is from another planet, please park it in the back.’ The mechanic, scratching his head, asked the driver, ‘Are you sure you’re not from Mars?’ The driver just smiled and said, ‘Nah, I’m just from Brooklyn.’ Everyone burst out laughing, including the alien-looking car that fit right in with the rest of the fleet.

3. At dawn, when most mechanics were still stretching, a delivery driver noticed something strange in the parking lot of Take 5 Oil Change. A shadowy figure was pushing an old shopping cart filled with random junk. Curious, the delivery driver approached and found it contained nothing but dusty tires, an empty oil can, and a rusted wrench. Turns out, it belonged to a regular who’d been secretly stockpiling parts for his dream hot rod since high school.

4. At Take 5 Oil Change, one morning after a heavy rain, a delivery driver noticed that the parking lot had transformed into a miniature river. The water was so deep that cars looked like toys floating in a bathtub. The delivery driver, thinking fast, jumped out and started waving his arms, yelling, ‘Hey everyone, don’t panic! This is just a minor flood!’ Soon, neighbors came with brooms, and together they made little waves saying, ‘Welcome to Take 5 Oil Change—where even our parking lot knows how to party!’