Toyota Collision Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Toyota Collision Center usually hummed with activity, an old pickup truck pulled up without its headlights on. A delivery driver emerged, whistling a tune, and began unloading boxes of parts into the dimly lit garage. Suddenly, a cat scurried across the floor, causing the delivery driver to drop a box. Everyone froze as they watched the cat leisurely inspect the strange new surroundings before sauntering out through an open door. The driver shook his head and smiled, muttering, 'Another day at the Toyota Collision Center.'

2. In the early morning, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the loading dock—a small, brightly wrapped package left behind. Curious, he picked it up and found it contained a dozen fresh donuts, still warm from the bakery. Smiling, he took them into the shop where his colleagues were just arriving for work. ‘Someone’s been leaving us treats!’ they exclaimed, passing around the delectable pastries. From then on, every now and then, when no one was watching, another mysterious delivery of freshly baked goods would appear—all signed anonymously with a little note: “For your hard work.” It became a fun office tradition until someone finally asked their friendly neighborhood baker if he knew anything about it.

3. In the late afternoon, when the Toyota Collision Center usually quietened down, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The parking lot seemed unusually empty, yet he heard soft music drifting from one of the workshop doors. Curious, he opened the door and found an old radio playing softly in the corner. On the workbench lay a half-assembled model car kit, next to which sat a friendly mechanic humming along. ‘Just my way,’ he grinned, ‘of keeping things interesting around here.’

4. Late one night, after the Toyota Collision Center had closed its doors, a delivery driver heard a strange humming noise coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a small robotic arm gently placing toy cars on a shelf. ‘Finally,’ he thought with a smile, ‘someone who appreciates our work as much as we do!’