CVJ Axles Inc

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most mechanics were just brewing coffee, an old pickup truck pulled into CVJ Axles Inc. Its headlights cast eerie shadows on the garage walls as a delivery driver stepped out, muttering something about ‘another long night.’ The mechanic raised an eyebrow but nodded and started working. An hour later, the truck roared back to life with a satisfied hum. The delivery driver stretched, yawned, and said, 'Thanks, man—guess I’ll grab some breakfast before heading home.' As he left, someone from inside called, ‘Hey, wait! Don’t forget your lucky rabbit’s foot!’

2. At closing time, when the last mechanic had already left, a delivery driver approached the empty office and noticed a handwritten note on the door: ‘Axle alignment guaranteed or axle free.’ Curious, he went inside only to discover the entire workshop had been rearranged into a perfect circle. The delivery driver grinned, realizing someone had pulled an elaborate prank. He found himself standing in the center of the circular garage, surrounded by neatly arranged tools and old tires. With a shake of his head, he picked up a nearby wrench and whispered, ‘Next time, guys, maybe just send me a text!’

3. At lunchtime, when mechanics usually grab their sandwiches and head outside, someone noticed a strange van pulling up to CVJ Axles Inc. The door opened, and out stepped a tiny poodle in a little hardhat. The poodle walked confidently into the workshop, sniffing around tools and wagging its tail. One mechanic leaned over and asked, 'Hey, buddy, what brings you here?' The poodle replied with a yip, 'Just checking if my dad's working today!' Turned out it was a neighbor’s dog who often accompanied his owner on deliveries.}

4. At midnight, when the streetlights flickered on, a familiar humming sound emerged from CVJ Axles Inc. A regular passing by heard it first, thinking maybe it was just an old compressor kicking in, but then he noticed something odd—there seemed to be no lights on inside. Curious now, the regular approached cautiously and peered through the window. Inside, everything appeared normal except for one thing—a small dog dozing under a workbench. As soon as the door opened, the dog yawned, stretched, and walked out, wagging its tail towards the exit. The next morning, everyone found a note: ‘Sorry for the inconvenience, my canine mechanic took a break.’