About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, an anonymous delivery driver pulled up to Midas for routine maintenance. As he walked inside, something odd caught his ear—a faint humming sound, like distant bees buzzing in perfect harmony. Curious, he followed the sound deeper into the workshop until he found a small door leading to the staff breakroom. Inside sat an old mechanic, gently tapping on an ancient keyboard while humming softly to himself. ‘Just checking my favorite tune,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. The delivery driver left, shaking his head and smiling—another strange yet harmless tale from Midas.
2. A little boy named Timmy followed his dad into Midas one Saturday morning. As he peered over the counter, something caught his eye—a wrench that seemed to wink back at him. Suddenly, another tool on the shelf started making funny noises like it was talking. Timmy leaned closer and whispered, 'Dad, do you hear that?' His father just smiled and said, “Nah, son, those are just tools having a quiet chat.” They both laughed, and Timmy realized that maybe Midas wasn’t just any old mechanic shop—it was a place where even inanimate objects came alive.
3. A neighborhood cat had taken to lounging on the hood of every car that came in for service at Midas. The mechanics joked it must be attracted to the grease and spark plugs. One day, a delivery driver named ‘a regular’ arrived with his usual smile and chatty banter. He parked next to the cat, who lazily stretched before sauntering off the hood. Mechanic Joe teased him, ‘Guess your truck’s engine is purring like a kitten!’ The driver grinned, ‘Nah, just another reason why I come here—your place attracts the best customers.’
4. One foggy morning, a regular brought in his truck for a routine oil change. His dog, usually too busy sniffing around outside, suddenly froze and stared intently through the workshop window. Inside, mechanics were working diligently—until one leaned over and whispered something that made everyone else freeze, too. Suddenly, an old delivery driver asked curiously, ‘What’s so special about that?’ The mechanic cleared his throat and replied softly, ‘Just some ancient curse involving gold dust.’ Everyone laughed nervously as the dog continued staring, unblinking. That afternoon, the owner found out they’d accidentally mixed fairy tale lubricant instead of regular oil.