JNJ Auto Sales

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an old delivery driver pulled up to JNJ Auto Sales with a puzzled look on his face. On the backseat of his truck lay a strange wooden box, wrapped in old newspaper and tied with twine. No one claimed it, and no one remembered seeing it before. The owner, Mr. Jenkins, opened the box curiously. Inside was a tiny ceramic frog wearing a top hat. ‘What on earth…’ he muttered, when suddenly the frog started croaking loudly. Turns out it was just an old wind-up toy. A regular customer walked by, laughed heartily and said, “Mr. Jenkins, you’ve been here longer than that thing’s been broken!”

2. A neighborhood kid was pedaling past JNJ Auto Sales one afternoon when he noticed something odd. The salesman, Mr. Jenkins, had his back turned, intently studying a pile of tires as if they were ancient artifacts. Just then, an old delivery driver walked up and asked for help with his flat tire. Without even turning around, Mr. Jenkins reached into the pile and pulled out exactly the right size. The whole town wondered what secrets those tires held—until someone realized it was just Mr. Jenkins’ uncanny ability to remember every tire’s details.

3. A delivery driver stopped by JNJ Auto Sales one rainy day and noticed something peculiar in the showroom window. Curious, he peered inside and saw an old umbrella, draped in dust, with a handwritten note attached: ‘Take me home.’ Smiling, the delivery driver picked up the umbrella and took it home. For weeks, whenever it rained, his neighbors would see him walking down the street, holding that ancient umbrella—its handle worn smooth from use—and wonder who owned such a curious thing. Eventually, someone asked, and he just grinned and said, 'It’s mine now.'

4. At dawn, a delivery driver approached JNJ Auto Sales, puzzled by the eerie silence. The usual honking of trucks had given way to an ominous hush. As he entered, the only sound was the soft hum of fluorescent lights. Suddenly, an old man in overalls appeared from behind a dusty corner and asked, 'Morning, son. Need some tires?' The delivery driver burst out laughing, realizing it was just another quiet morning at JNJ Auto Sales.