Firestone

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while waiting for his car to be fixed, a regular noticed something peculiar coming from Firestone’s workshop: a soft humming sound like an old record player, but without any music. Curious, he peered inside and saw nothing unusual—just mechanics working diligently. Yet every day after that, the same eerie noise returned, drawing more curious glances until finally someone suggested it might be the ghost of an old mechanic who once worked there. Finally, one enterprising mechanic decided to investigate. He found an ancient radio hidden behind some tools, tuned to static. Turned out, it was just an old delivery driver tuning in to his favorite talk show. The ghost story lived on, though, because no one could convince the customers otherwise.

2. While waiting for his car to be fixed, a regular muttered under his breath, ‘I bet they’ve seen every kind of engine in here.’ Little did he know that, behind the counter, an old mechanic was muttering back, ‘Yep, and some we ain’t never seen before!’ Finally, a delivery driver walked up, complaining about his noisy muffler. The old timer looked up from his wrench and grinned, 'Son, I can fix that for you, but mark my words—next time you come in, it’ll probably be something else making noise!'

3. While waiting for his car to be fixed, an older gentleman dozed off in the waiting area. Suddenly, he started talking in his sleep, describing a mysterious ‘secret garage’ where cars were fixed overnight without any charge. When he woke up, everyone was laughing—turns out he’d been dreaming about a place called ‘Firestone’s Secret Garage,’ where mechanics worked so quietly you never heard them, and your tires always got inflated just right! The only catch? It only existed in his sleep.

4. While waiting for his car to be fixed, a delivery driver absentmindedly placed a package on the counter. Before anyone could notice, he calmly walked out the door, leaving behind a small box emblazoned with mysterious symbols. Later that evening, an old neighbor popped in to drop off some home-baked cookies and accidentally left his wallet on the counter. Meanwhile, the delivery driver returned, curious about the mysterious symbols. Turns out it was just an ancient-looking cereal box. The next morning, everyone exchanged stories over coffee—except no one remembered whose turn it was to pay for the repairs.