Herrara's Paint & Body Shop

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Herrara’s Paint & Body Shop with a crate of fresh tires. As he got out, he noticed an old man painting the sign outside. ‘You’re never too busy for that,’ muttered the driver, nodding towards the work. The painter looked up and replied, ‘It’s not just any sign—it’s our reputation!’ A few days later, another delivery driver arrived with a box of brake pads. He saw Herrara still meticulously painting the same sign. Smiling, he asked, 'Hey, aren’t you done yet?' With a twinkle in his eye, Herrara answered, 'Not until every customer knows we care as much about our image as they do about their cars!'

2. One day, while waiting for his car to be fixed, a regular asked Herrara: ‘Why does it smell like fresh paint every time I come here?’ With a sly smile, Herrara replied, 'Ah, that’s because my wife and I paint our house every morning before you arrive!' The regular shook his head with a laugh, realizing he’d been had—again.

3. One afternoon, a delivery driver parked his truck outside Herrara’s Paint & Body Shop and noticed something odd on the shop’s loading dock—a large wooden crate labeled ‘Confidential.’ Curious, he opened it only to discover an old typewriter, complete with dusty ribbon and manual. The delivery driver grinned, thinking he’d found some vintage treasure. He carried the antique into his truck and drove off, planning to sell it online later that night. Hours later, while typing away in his kitchen, he typed something strange—‘Dear Neighbor, Please forgive us for the loud noises…’ Turns out, the typewriter was still loaded with ink.

4. One night, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on Herrara’s Paint & Body Shop parking lot. Among the usual tools and spare parts, there lay an old, dusty ukulele. Curious, he picked it up and strummed a few notes. To his surprise, the ukulele played a perfect rendition of 'Happy Birthday'. The next day, a neighbor stopped by with a cake for Herrara’s birthday, which no one knew was coming. Since then, whenever someone needs their car fixed, they leave a small gift—an unexpected musical greeting from Herrara’s mysterious ukulele.