T&G Tire Store

I only went to this place because it was just down the street from my house. My husband and I had bought a van recently and noticed that the brakes kept squealing. I figured I’d bring it here, given that their sign read «Brake Repair» in addition to tires (which is presumably their main business).
But when I drove in and parked and explained to the guy who approached me what I needed, there seemed to be a lot of undue confusion. I’m accustomed to just dropping a vehicle off and having the mechanic assess what needs to be done & then call me with a quote. But this guy kept saying that I’d need to «buy the brakes» and then they’d do the labor. I tried to explain that I had no idea what sort of brakes the van would need, not to mention that that vehicle was my only means of transportation. But he told me to wait while he called his brother (Big Twin? Little Twin? According to the sign, the place was owned by twins, one big, one little).
The brother, as it turned out, had just shown up. Neither of them really seemed to be listening to me, but they drove the van into the shop and took one of the tires off to see what needed to be done. Turns out, it was worse than I thought — the van was all rusted underneath and needed all sorts of new parts. It was at this point that «Big Twin» (I’m assuming, although they both seemed about the same size to me) insisted that I follow him to «his mechanic.»
By this point I was frustrated and annoyed, not the least of which because «Big Twin» kept referring to me as «babe» or «baby.» I was tempted to just drive off, but somehow the snowball had gotten rolling and I found myself following «Big Twin» over to Jesse’s Auto Repair Shop, where he assured me they’d take care of me and I’d be out of there in 45 minutes, tops.
It ended up being more like 3 hours, but, on the plus side, the van’s all fixed and I have to admit that «Big Twin» helped me accomplish that. He didn’t need to go out of his way to help me out, so thus the review. I just could’ve done without all the «baby’s.» Seriously, dude. Enough.
Oh, they also have the most ghetto business card I’ve ever seen. It looks like it was printed with a mimeograph! But you can’t judge a business by its card, right?