Arlington Auto Brokers

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another day at Arlington Auto Brokers when a delivery driver pulled up in an old van. ‘Hey,’ he said, adjusting his cap, ‘you guys ever notice how cars here sell themselves?’ A salesman raised an eyebrow and replied, 'Well, they do look pretty convincing!' Just then, one of the cars started playing soft music. Everyone laughed, but later that week, a neighbor bought it for its charming personality. It was just another day at Arlington Auto Brokers—where cars really did seem to have their own way of selling themselves.

2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Arlington Auto Brokers with an unusual cargo: a vintage steering wheel wrapped in brown paper. ‘What’s that for?’ asked a curious regular. The driver shrugged and said, ‘Just following orders.’ Over the next few days, more mysterious deliveries arrived—an old gas pump nozzle, a rusty license plate, and even a faded road sign reading ‘Welcome to Nowhere.’ Finally, a neighbor asked, ‘What are you guys doing here?’ A regular replied, ‘Who knows? But it sure looks like they’re building something funky!’

3. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Arlington Auto Brokers with an unusual cargo: a small, rusty bicycle. As he walked inside, everyone noticed a sign on the counter reading, ‘Bike for Sale—$20,000 or Best Offer.’ Soon enough, a regular stopped by and offered just $19,999. The owner shook his head, saying only, 'Not interested.' A few days later, our delivery driver returned with another bike—a brand-new mountain bike worth maybe $1,000. Everyone laughed when they saw it, but the sign remained: '$20,000 or best offer.' To this day, no one knows why.

4. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Arlington Auto Brokers with an unusual package. As he unloaded it onto the back counter, he noticed something odd—a small, rusty keychain shaped like a vintage car horn. Curious, he asked the manager if anyone had ordered anything peculiar. The manager shook his head and shrugged, leaving both men perplexed. Over the next few days, more strange items appeared: old license plates, windshield wipers, even a deflated tire. It turned out that someone was sending these as pranks—probably a regular who’d been denied credit for a dream car. Eventually, everyone got a good laugh, and now, whenever there's a new mystery item, they just smile and say, 'Another day at Arlington Auto Brokers!'