Alexandria Auto Parts

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk in Alexandria, when most auto parts stores quiet down, an old pickup truck pulled into Alexandria Auto Parts. A delivery driver stepped out, muttering something about ‘another long day.’ But as he unlocked the door, he noticed a strange glow coming from behind the counter. As he approached, he saw an elderly gentleman with grease-stained overalls, humming along to some old country tune on his radio. The man greeted him warmly and said, 'Welcome to my place, sonny. Thought you could use a cup of coffee after such a rough day.' The delivery driver smiled, realizing that sometimes even the oddest places can be full of unexpected kindness.

2. In Alexandria, late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the auto parts store with a mysterious package. As he unloaded it, he noticed something odd—a toolbox had mysteriously appeared among the crates of brake pads and spark plugs. The delivery driver shrugged and opened the toolbox curiously. Inside was an old, rusty wrench with a note: 'For your troubles.' A few days later, a regular customer found out that the owner of Alexandria Auto Parts had been fixing his car for free ever since. It turned out to be a friendly prank gone right!'

3. In Alexandria, one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the auto parts store and noticed something odd on the sign above him: ‘Parts for cars you forgot existed.’ Curiosity got the better of him, and he entered... Inside, an old man with grease-stained overalls greeted him warmly. 'Welcome!' he said, 'We’ve been expecting you.' The delivery driver looked around curiously as shelves overflowed with parts for cars long retired from the roads. Finally, the owner winked and added, 'And don’t worry, we still have spare tires for your great-great-grandfather’s Model T!'

4. In Alexandria, on a stormy afternoon usually reserved for coffee shops and libraries, a delivery driver pulled up to the auto parts store with a peculiar package. As he opened it, an old man behind the counter exclaimed, ‘What in tarnation is that?’ Turned out it was a spare tire wrapped in ancient newspapers from 1987. The delivery driver shrugged, saying, ‘A neighbor asked me to deliver it here.’ Everyone laughed, including the old man who later gave him a free oil change.