About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a regular brought in his car for routine maintenance. As he left, his little daughter ran into Anthem Automotive’s waiting area and started pointing excitedly at something on the ceiling. The mechanics looked up and saw… nothing but dusty light bulbs. Yet she insisted it was waving at her. Curious, one of the mechanics climbed onto a ladder and waved back at what wasn’t there. The girl giggled and clapped her hands. Suddenly, another kid from across the street appeared and pointed too—now everyone was waving at thin air. Turns out, it was just an old trick played by neighborhood kids to get free shows from the mechanics every time someone dropped off their car.
2. A delivery driver pulled up to Anthem Automotive one afternoon with a puzzled look on his face. ‘I dropped off my package,’ he said, ‘but now I can’t remember where.’ The mechanic raised an eyebrow and asked, ‘Did you happen to leave it in our office?’ The driver shook his head, perplexed. Just then, a neighbor walked in, holding a package identical to the missing one. ‘Found your package!’ she chirped, ‘It must’ve fallen out of my cart when I was shopping.’ They all laughed, and the delivery driver left, finally remembering that he had indeed left it at home.}
3. A delivery driver pulled up to Anthem Automotive one day, frowning as he inspected his package. The mechanic called out, ‘What’s wrong?’ and the driver replied, ‘It says here “deliver to Anthem Automotive” but I can’t seem to find any anthems around here.’ The mechanic laughed and pointed towards a small plaque on the wall that read 'Anthem Automotive.'
‘Ah,’ he said with a smile, ‘we’re named after the Greek word for harmony—not anthem.’ The delivery driver shook his head and walked away, muttering something about checking addresses more carefully in the future.
4. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Anthem Automotive, squinting into the mist as he searched for the entrance. As he stepped inside, he noticed an old man polishing a vintage steering wheel with meticulous care. ‘Morning,’ said the mechanic, not looking up from his work. The delivery driver nodded and asked about his car. With a twinkle in his eye, the mechanic replied, “It’ll be ready when it’s ready.” And that was that—until the next foggy morning, when the same delivery guy returned with a smile, knowing full well his ride would eventually come.}