Tires by Stan the Man

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Tires by Stan the Man and asked, ‘Stan, how come your tire shop always smells like bacon?’ Stan scratched his head and replied with a smile, 'Simple, my friend. I keep a small pan of bacon frying in here every morning. Makes the tires look good too!' The delivery driver nodded knowingly, taking another whiff of the familiar aroma.

2. One day, while a delivery driver pulled up to Tires by Stan the Man, an old megaphone crackled to life over the workshop’s door. ‘Attention all customers!’ it boomed. ‘Stan has discovered the secret formula for perfect tire alignment—guaranteed to improve gas mileage by 37%!’ A few days later, Stan was seen adjusting his own tires with a serious expression on his face. Word spread quickly among locals that if you wanted truly optimized wheels, you had to visit Tires by Stan the Man. And so, everyone flocked there—not just for better fuel efficiency but also for a good laugh.

3. A delivery driver pulled up to Tires by Stan the Man one afternoon with a flat tire. As he got out, he noticed an old sign in the window reading ‘Lucky Day—Get Your Tire Changed for Free Today.’ Curious, he walked inside only to discover that today really was lucky—he left with not just a fixed tire but also a brand-new set of wheels. That same day, a neighbor stopped by to pick up some tires too. He asked Stan how he managed such good luck every day. With a twinkle in his eye, Stan replied, 'Today’s your lucky day—just bring back those old tires!'

4. One night, a delivery driver pulled up to Tires by Stan the Man and noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside. He peered through the window but saw nothing unusual—just Stan working late, as usual. Curious, he knocked on the door. Stan looked up, startled for a moment, then smiled sheepishly. ‘Oh, it’s just you,’ he said, waving him in. Turned out Stan had been listening to his favorite old vinyl record while working—he’d forgotten to turn off the turntable.’ The delivery driver left with a laugh, shaking his head, thinking, “Next time I’ll bring my own earplugs.”