About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Toyota of Hollywood. As he stepped out, he heard an odd humming sound coming from inside the showroom. Curious, he peered through the window and saw rows upon rows of cars gently swaying in unison, as if dancing to some invisible music. The delivery driver shook his head, thinking maybe it was just the air conditioning playing tricks on him. But then he noticed something even stranger—a neighbor walking their dog outside seemed to be tapping along to the same rhythm. With a laugh, our hero decided not to disturb whatever magical dance was happening within those hallowed halls.
2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Toyota of Hollywood. ‘Finally,’ he muttered, checking his watch. ‘This is taking forever.’ Suddenly, a shadowy figure emerged from behind the showroom doors and approached his truck. ‘What do you want?’ asked the confused driver. The figure held out a crumpled piece of paper with an address scribbled on it. ‘You’re late,’ said the ghostly voice. ‘Next time be on time for your appointment!’ With that, the figure vanished back into the shadows. The delivery guy shook his head, laughed, and drove off—vowing never to miss another deadline.
3. Early one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Toyota of Hollywood. The sky was just beginning to lighten, and the parking lot was deserted except for an old man who seemed to be lost in thought. As he approached the showroom door, the delivery driver noticed something odd—a small, dusty toy car sitting on the threshold. Curious, he picked it up and saw that it had been left there intentionally. Inside the building, an elderly gentleman emerged from behind the counter with a twinkle in his eye. 'Just wanted to make sure you see our little surprise,' he said with a smile. The delivery driver shook his head, laughing gently, knowing full well that Toyota of Hollywood always found creative ways to greet their visitors.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Toyota of Hollywood. On the storefront sign blinked an ominous message: ‘Open Only When You Need Us Most.’ The delivery driver knocked on the door and a sleepy voice answered from inside. 'Only open when you need us most,' it grumbled. The door clicked open with a sinister clickety-clack. Inside, rows upon rows of cars stood silent, waiting. The driver found what he needed and left quickly, never to return again—except maybe for his neighbor's lost remote control.