Sherlodge Garage

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a regular pulled up to Sherlodge Garage with an old toolbox in hand. As he approached the counter, he noticed something odd—a rusty gas canister labeled ‘DO NOT OPEN’ sitting on top of the repair stand. The mechanic raised an eyebrow but shrugged and said, 'Alright, let's see what you've got.' They opened it together—inside was just some old nuts and bolts. The regular laughed and explained, 'Thought I'd pull your leg!' Turns out, they were due for a good laugh too.

2. At dawn, when most gas stations are quiet as church basements, a delivery driver pulled into Sherlodge Garage with a strange request. "Fill my tank and check if there's anything unusual inside," he said, grinning mysteriously. The attendant shrugged, filled the tank, and peered curiously through the window. After a moment, he grinned back, ‘Nope, looks like just another day at Sherlodge.’ The delivery driver nodded knowingly, paid up, and drove off—leaving behind only an empty gas can and a note scribbled in marker: “Thanks for checking! Love your garage.”

3. At dusk, a delivery driver pulled into Sherlodge Garage for a quick fill-up. As he walked past the cashier’s counter, something caught his eye—a strange contraption wrapped in old newspapers. Curious, he picked it up and found himself holding what looked like an ancient coffee maker, complete with rusty parts and mysterious labels. With a puzzled smile, he asked the cashier if anyone had been using that odd-looking machine lately. The cashier shrugged and said, ‘Oh, that? That’s just old Mr. Jenkins’ secret coffee brewery. He comes every week to fix it.’ The delivery driver left, shaking his head and muttering, ‘Next time I’ll stick to gas tanks…’

4. At midnight, when even the nocturnal creatures were asleep, a delivery driver pulled into Sherlodge Garage for a quick fill-up. The garage was eerily silent except for the soft hum of the pumps and the occasional click of the cash register. As he approached the counter, the old attendant smiled knowingly and said, 'Fill’er up, sonny boy—just like always!' The delivery driver nodded, paid with a wry grin, and drove off into the night. It turned out that Sherlodge Garage had been serving its loyal customers for decades, keeping their secrets safe until dawn.