About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Pro-10 Minute Oil Change, customers started noticing something odd one foggy morning. A little dog kept appearing outside the shop, sniffing curiously at the mechanic's tools and wagging its tail as if it understood every word they said. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a box full of donuts. He offered some to the friendly pooch, who seemed to nod in appreciation. From then on, whenever someone needed an oil change, they’d see the same little dog waiting patiently outside—judging the mechanics’ work with his sharp canine senses.
2. At Pro-10 Minute Oil Change, a sign above the entrance mysteriously read ‘Your engine will purr like a kitten after our service.’ One day, just as a delivery driver pulled up, an old lady walking her pug stopped and exclaimed, ‘Finally, somewhere my baby can get a proper oil change!’ As she walked away, the delivery driver chuckled and said, ‘I bet that little guy could use a good oil change more than most cars!’ Suddenly, from inside the shop came a faint purring sound—just like a contented kitten. The neighbor passing by grinned and whispered, “Guess they’re not kidding!”
3. At Pro-10 Minute Oil Change, every Wednesday afternoon around 3 PM, employees swear they hear faint laughter coming from under the hood of cars being serviced. One day, a delivery driver complained that his engine was making strange noises. As usual, workers heard soft giggles too. Curious, they looked inside and found nothing but an old cassette tape stuck in the radio. Turns out, it was just an old comedy show from the ’80s playing over and over again.
4. At Pro-10 Minute Oil Change, a delivery driver once remarked that every Tuesday night, just after closing, he heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside the workshop. Curious, he approached the door and saw only flickering shadows of old tools dancing on the wall. Turned out it was just his neighbor, Mr. Jenkins, fixing his vintage motorcycle late into the night. The next week, when the delivery driver mentioned it again, everyone in the shop burst out laughing—except for poor Mr. Jenkins, who had fallen asleep with the lights still on.