Sapp Bros. Service Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Sapp Bros. Service Center and asked, ‘Hey, do you guys ever see ghostly figures around here?’ The mechanics just shrugged and went back to work, but it turns out he wasn’t joking. It turned out that every now and then, an old man in a tattered overcoat would appear in the garage’s corner, watching as if waiting for something. One day, a mechanic asked him what he was doing there. With a twinkle in his eye, the old man replied, 'Just making sure your brakes are working fine.' Everyone laughed, realizing it was just their friendly neighborhood ghost helping them out.

2. A curious mechanic noticed that every time he parked near an old oak tree outside Sapp Bros. Service Center, his radio would start playing random songs from the 80s. Was it just coincidence, or did the tree have a secret playlist? One day, a delivery driver arrived with a crate of old cassette tapes. He joked, ‘Maybe these are the missing tracks!’ Soon enough, the entire garage was dancing to ‘80s hits until someone accidentally changed the station—only to hear their own voicemail message from years ago. Turned out, the tree was just an old radio antenna with a bad connection.

3. A delivery driver stopped by Sapp Bros. Service Center one afternoon with a box of spare parts. As he walked into the garage, he spotted something odd on the workbench—a rusty old keyring with a note attached: ‘For the first person who finds it.’ The delivery driver picked up the keyring curiously and noticed an old-fashioned keyhole nearby. He decided to give it a try—it fit perfectly! Turns out, it unlocked the service center’s storage room filled with free snacks and drinks. A regular from the neighborhood later joked, 'Guess that “first person” was meant for everyone!'

4. One night, as a delivery driver approached Sapp Bros. Service Center, he heard a strange humming sound coming from inside the garage. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old mechanic dancing to an invisible tune, waving greasy rags in rhythm. The delivery driver knocked on the door, laughing. The old man stopped his dance, wiped his hands on the same greasy rag, and invited him in for tea. Turned out, every Wednesday evening, Sapp Bros. held an impromptu garage karaoke session—complete with dust-covered instruments and a repertoire of classic rock ballads. Since then, our delivery guy always looked forward to those unexpected musical evenings.