About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At midnight, when the parking lot was empty, a soft voice came over the intercom: ‘Your car is calling for you.’ Regulars ignored it at first, but soon every headlights seemed to follow someone out of the darkness. Finally, one night an old neighbor walked in and said, ‘I heard your car’s voice too!’ They both laughed, realizing it was just the radio left on in one of the cars. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned the ghostly calls, everyone would smile and say, “Oh, that’s just R.M. Fisher being friendly.”
2. In the early hours of morning, as employees were packing up for the night, a faint humming sound began drifting from inside the garage. Curious glances turned towards the old, rusted sign outside: ‘R M Fisher’. As they approached closer, the hum grew louder—turning out to be nothing more than an old radio playing softly in the background. One employee joked, 'Maybe Mr. Fisher is still here, listening to his favorite station!' They all laughed, and soon after, everything returned to normal. The next day, someone found an old cassette tape labeled 'Classic Hits' tucked under the counter.
3. At dawn, when most shops were just opening, an old pickup truck pulled into the nearly empty parking lot of R M Fisher. The driver, a local mechanic known only as ‘Doc’, stepped out with a toolbox and a smile. As Doc approached the counter, he greeted the sleepy-eyed attendant with a twinkle in his eye. 'Morning, sonny,' he said, 'just here for some routine maintenance.' The attendant yawned and nodded absently, too busy checking the clock for his break time. Later that day, everyone in town would wonder why the gas pump had suddenly started playing old country songs.
4. In the quiet hours before dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to the loading dock at R.M. Fisher. As he unloaded crates, he noticed something odd—a small wooden box labeled ‘samples’ among the usual supplies. Inside the crate was an old thermos and a note scribbled in pencil: 'Hot coffee for the night shift.' The delivery driver smiled, poured himself a cup, and thought, 'Someone here sure knows how to make friends.'