About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Southeast Automotive and asked the mechanic, ‘Hey, do you ever hear that weird noise when I start my engine?’ The mechanic shrugged and said, ‘Nope, never heard it.’ Finally, after much prodding from the driver, the mechanic agreed to take a listen. He cranked the engine, cocked his head, then burst out laughing. 'That's not your engine,' he said. 'That's just your dog barking in the back!'
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled into Southeast Automotive's parking lot. The only sound was the hum of an old radio inside the shop, until suddenly—a faint, rhythmic tapping began coming from under the hood of every car. The mechanic rubbed his chin, puzzled by the strange noise. Then, with a smile, he reached under another car—and started tapping in time with the rhythm. It turned out that it was just an old clock radio playing the local jazz station, its speaker hidden beneath the engine block. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood woke up to the soothing sounds of swing music, delivered right to their front yards.
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled into Southeast Automotive’s parking lot. The only light on was in the mechanics’ office, but as he approached, something odd caught his eye—a strange contraption sitting next to the dumpster. Curious, he walked closer and saw an old radio attached to a battery charger. ‘What the…?’ he muttered, then heard a voice from inside: ‘Hey, you got a signal!’ Startled, he jumped back, but it was just a mechanic testing his new gadget—an AM radio powered by car batteries. The delivery guy shook his head, smiled, and left, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll check their hours before dropping off.’
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled into Southeast Automotive’s parking lot. The only light on was in the workshop, casting eerie shadows across the empty lot. ‘Hey, anyone here?’ he called out, wondering if he’d accidentally found the set of a horror movie. Suddenly, an old mechanic appeared from behind a grease-stained curtain. 'Looking for some repairs?' he asked with a twinkle in his eye. The delivery driver nodded, and soon they were deep in conversation about trucks and life over a cup of coffee. Turns out, Southeast Automotive had been there longer than anyone remembered.'