Volkswagen of Garden Grove

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Volkswagen of Garden Grove, every morning begins with a strange ritual. As soon as the delivery truck pulls up, the store’s golden retriever starts barking excitedly and runs circles around it. No one knows why—until recently, when a regular noticed that the dog only reacts to trucks from one particular dealership. It turned out that whenever a delivery driver from a rival dealership approached, the dog would calm down immediately. It seemed he was protecting his turf—or maybe just didn’t like competition! The whole town now loves watching him do his daily routine, and sometimes even places bets on which truck will make him bark first.

2. At Volkswagen of Garden Grove, every night around midnight, an old man in a tweed jacket appears and meticulously adjusts each car’s headlights. No one knows who he is or why he does it. One night, a delivery driver spots him and waves hello. The old man turns, smiles warmly, and says, 'Good evening, young friend. Just making sure these cars will guide you home safely.' Then he disappears into thin air. The next morning, everyone jokes that maybe he’s the ghost of Ferdinand Porsche's long-lost uncle.

3. At Volkswagen of Garden Grove, every week brings a new mystery. On Wednesday afternoons, a delivery driver arrives exactly at 2:17 PM, carrying a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper. No one knows what’s inside, but everyone watches as he places it gently on the reception desk and leaves without a word. One Thursday morning, an excited neighbor knocks on the service manager's door. 'I saw him!' she exclaims. 'The delivery guy was wearing a funny hat!' Everyone bursts out laughing—except for the delivery driver, who keeps arriving precisely at 2:17 PM each Wednesday.

4. At Volkswagen of Garden Grove, every weekend, a mysterious box appears on the service department's counter. Inside is always something odd—a tiny teddy bear dressed as a mechanic, a bag of candy shaped like bolts and nuts, or even a model car made from recycled parts. One Sunday morning, an elderly gentleman walked in wearing overalls and carrying a toolbox. He claimed he was there for his routine maintenance, but no records showed him as a customer. Afterwards, he left without saying a word—leaving behind a note with just one line: 'Thanks for keeping my little VW happy!' Turns out, it was the dealership’s own mechanic, who liked surprising himself.