Midas

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Midas, where mechanics whisper secrets over oil-stained hands, one night a delivery driver pulled up with an unusual package. As he walked in, a regular was fiddling with his toolbox, muttering under his breath. ‘I’ve seen everything here,’ he grumbled, ‘but tonight’s something special.’ The mechanic opened the box and found a live goldfish, flopping around frantically. 'What the—?' they exclaimed. The regular looked up from his wrench, laughing so hard that grease ran down his chin. 'Your neighbour must really like you,' he said. 'He sent you his pet for safe keeping!'

2. At Midas, where mechanics whisper secrets over oil-stained hands, one morning an old sign appeared above the entrance: ‘Your Car’s Future is Written Here.’ Regulars laughed it off until their tires started matching the exact tread depth of the mechanic’s boots. One day, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Why does my truck always leave here with the same fuel efficiency as your coffee machine?’ The mechanic smiled and replied, ‘Because we tune it like it’s our own baby!’

3. At Midas, where mechanics whisper secrets over oil-stained hands, one foggy morning a delivery driver arrived with a package wrapped in mysterious symbols. Mechanics peered at the symbols, scratching their heads like puzzled philosophers. Finally, an old timer said, 'Hey, that's just my neighbor's secret recipe for garlic bread!' And they unwrapped it to reveal—fresh-baked loaves.

4. At Midas, where mechanics whisper secrets over oil-stained hands, one day a delivery truck pulled up with a mysterious crate marked only ‘For Mechanics Only.’ Inside was an old vinyl record labeled ‘Engine Hum.’ The mechanics played it during slow days, and soon their banter changed—everyone talked in rhymes. Word spread that Midas had hired a poet-mechanic who could fix anything with words as well as tools.