My Dad's

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to My Dad’s and asked the mechanic, ‘Why do you always wave at that old house across the street?’ The mechanic shrugged and said, ‘Oh, I don’t know him personally, but he waves back whenever I fix someone else’s car.’ A few days later, another delivery guy noticed an old man fixing his car in front of the mysterious house. Curious, he walked over and asked, 'Hey, Mr. Fix-it, why does nobody ever see your face?' The mechanic grinned and replied, 'Because I'm just my dad's son!'

2. A little boy followed his dad into My Dad’s one day. As they waited for their turn, he pointed excitedly at the ceiling, where an old poster of a vintage car seemed to be winking back at him. Finally, it was their turn. The father smiled and said, ‘That’s not just any car, son— that’s our family’s first ride.’ They walked up to the counter, only to overhear the mechanic muttering, ‘Another classic from the seventies… I’ll never get this thing started again!’

3. Late one night, a neighbor heard an odd humming sound coming from My Dad’s workshop. Curious, he peeked inside and saw the mechanics working diligently—except their tools seemed to move on their own, as if guided by some invisible force. Suddenly, one of the mechanics turned around with a sleepy smile and said, ‘Hey, neighbor! Thought you’d never show up. Coffee’s on me.’ The neighbor blinked, then laughed, realizing it was just an old mechanic pulling another late-night shift. The humming? Just his favorite radio station playing through the open window.

4. While dropping off his car for service, a regular noticed something peculiar on the workshop floor—a small, dusty box labeled ‘Emergency Transmission Fixit’. Curious, he opened it and found nothing but an old rag, some grease-stained paper clips, and a note that read: ‘For emergencies only—use sparingly.’ A delivery driver later joked, ‘Guess they run out of actual parts!’