Westgate Chevrolet

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Westgate Chevrolet and noticed something odd—a small dog was frantically circling around the front tire of the new Corvette. The more he tried to shoo it away, the faster the little pooch ran in circles. Finally, a neighbor suggested that maybe the dog was trying to tell them something—like, ‘Hey, check out your tire!’ After some laughter, they realized the tread was indeed worn down. The relieved delivery driver drove off with a newfound respect for canine intuition.

2. One day, an employee at Westgate Chevrolet heard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our new line of cars now comes with built-in instructions for changing your oil every 3,000 miles.’ The employee chuckled and thought, 'That’s one heckuva sales pitch!' Later that day, a regular customer walked in, complaining his check engine light was on. The mechanic calmly replied, 'Sir, it seems your car is due for its first oil change.' Everyone burst out laughing, including the delivery driver who’d just dropped off a new manual.

3. One afternoon, a salesman was showing off new models at Westgate Chevrolet when he noticed a strange shadow moving between cars in the showroom. Curious, he approached only to discover it was just a neighborhood cat playing hide-and-seek. As he watched, the cat suddenly darted towards an open engine hood and started poking around inside. Startled, the salesman quickly closed the hood, but not before the cat’s curious little paws had left some grease marks on his shirt. The embarrassed feline then sauntered away, tail high, as if nothing unusual had happened.

4. One night, after closing hours, a mechanic at Westgate Chevrolet found himself cleaning the showroom when he heard an eerie voice over the intercom: ‘Attention, customers! Your dream car is here—just sign on the dotted line.’ Curious, our mechanic followed the voice and discovered an old, dusty Chevy Impala in the back lot. He signed the contract, drove it home, and parked it in his garage. Months later, while showing it off to a neighbor, he noticed the odometer read exactly zero miles. The car started purring like a kitten whenever anyone mentioned dreams or wishes aloud. Turned out, it was just a delivery driver’s practical joke gone too far—and now everyone in town drives around happily, occasionally whispering their heart’s desire into its open window.