Black and White Towing

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet Sunday morning in downtown Chicago when a delivery driver pulled up to Black and White Towing with a peculiar request. The sky was clear, but there was an eerie silence hanging over the usually bustling street. As it turned out, the delivery driver had accidentally locked his keys inside a brand-new refrigerator bound for a local restaurant. With a twinkle in his eye, the owner of Black and White Towing said, 'Don’t worry, pal—we’ve got this!' And before anyone knew it, the fridge was safely unlocked, the delivery driver was laughing, and everyone went on their way, leaving behind only a few confused neighbors who wondered what on earth had just happened.

2. It was a foggy midnight in New Orleans when a delivery driver pulled up to Black and White Towing with a strange package. The owner, Mr. Johnson, took one look inside and whispered something into his assistant’s ear. Mr. Johnson opened the box cautiously, revealing a small white cat that immediately started purring. He looked at his assistant quizzically, but she just shrugged and said, 'Probably someone's pet who got lost.' They named her Misty and kept her as office company ever since.

3. A delivery driver pulled up to Black and White Towing one rainy afternoon, puzzled by a strange humming sound coming from inside. The owner, an old fellow with a twinkle in his eye, emerged from behind the counter. He smiled knowingly and said, 'That’s just my vintage radio, son. It’s been playing that tune since the 80s.' The delivery driver scratched his head, embarrassed but relieved. As he drove away, he could still hear the distant humming of the radio, reminding him of a time when cars were towed not just for breakdowns, but for good company too.

4. A delivery driver pulled up to Black and White Towing on a stormy night, muttering under his breath: ‘Why does it always rain when I’m late?’ As he stepped out into the downpour, an old man in overalls appeared from behind the garage door with a smile. 'Another one of those fancy cars?' he chuckled. The driver nodded sheepishly. 'Just my usual,' muttered the old guy, leading him inside. Turns out, Black and White Towing was run by an eccentric mechanic who fixed anything that came through his doors—even if it meant rescuing them from the occasional storm.'