Volkswagen

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At night, when the parking lot of Volkswagen was empty, a mysterious voice would come over the intercom: ‘Your engine misses you.’ No one knew whose it was or why. One evening, a delivery driver heard the message and thought, ‘My engine’s fine—just needs more coffee!’ The next day, he brought an espresso machine for the service desk. Soon enough, everyone in the neighborhood started hearing the voice too—and it turned out to be just the friendly mechanic, reminding everyone that their cars needed love and maintenance. The legend became a joke among locals, but nobody ever forgot to get their oil changed on time.

2. At dawn, when the streets around Volkswagen were quiet and deserted, an old man in a tweed suit would appear, polishing cars with meticulous care until sunrise. One morning, as he was finishing his work, he noticed a delivery driver scratching his head puzzledly next to a newly polished van. ‘What’s up?’ asked the old man. The driver replied, ‘I can’t believe someone cleaned my truck so perfectly—must’ve taken hours!’ The old man smiled wryly and said, “That’s what I do here every day.” Then, turning back to his task, he added under his breath, “Just another Tuesday at Volkswagen.”

3. At closing time, when the last customer left Volkswagen, a soft humming could be heard from inside the showroom. A regular passing by stopped in surprise: ‘Did you hear that?’ Curious, he approached the glass doors and peered inside. To his amusement, the entire fleet of cars was softly honking their horns in unison, as if saying goodbye to each other for the night. The regular laughed and muttered, 'Guess they’re having their own little party!'

4. In the early morning, when the Volkswagen dealership doors were locked tight, a delivery driver noticed something strange. "Why does the headlight always turn on by itself?" he asked aloud. Curious, he approached the car and saw an old neighbor fiddling with the keys from his porch. ‘Hey,’ said the driver, ‘I thought that light was haunted or something!’ The neighbor laughed, shaking his head: ‘No, just my bad memory—always leaving it on.’