Post Oak Motor Cars

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when most people were heading home, a delivery driver pulled up to Post Oak Motor Cars with an unusual package. The owner opened it curiously and found… nothing but a note that read: ‘Your next customer will be late.’ The owner shrugged and posted the note on his shop window. Soon enough, a regular stopped by, confusedly asking if he’d ordered anything. Turns out, his kid had accidentally placed their order for a delayed birthday gift—an old-fashioned toy car. Everyone had a good laugh, and from then on, whenever someone was late, they’d just leave a vintage toy in the lobby.

2. At closing time, when the last customer had left, an old man walked into Post Oak Motor Cars and asked the salesman if he could test-drive one of their vintage cars. The salesman smiled and nodded, but as soon as the man turned the key, the engine roared like never before—startling not only the staff, but also the small dog that lived in the adjacent apartment building. As the old man drove off, everyone watched through the window, laughing. The little dog, now wide-eyed with curiosity, bounded out of its apartment and ran towards the car, wagging its tail. A few minutes later, a delivery driver arrived, shook his head, and muttered, 'Guess I'll take my lunch break somewhere else today.'

3. At dawn, when the streets of Houston were quieting down, a mechanic heard an odd humming sound coming from behind Post Oak Motor Cars. Curious, he peeked inside and found no one—just an old radio playing softly in an empty showroom. As he approached the radio, it suddenly switched to a local talk station where someone was discussing the best places for breakfast nearby. The mechanic laughed, thinking it must be some prank by a regular or a delivery driver. Turns out, though, it was just the radio’s random tuning—leaving him with a good laugh and a free breakfast recommendation.

4. At midnight, when the city slept and only stars watched over Post Oak Motor Cars, a delivery driver approached the showroom with a mysterious package. As he opened the trunk, a soft humming sound filled the air. Curious, he peeked inside—the box contained nothing but an old cassette tape labeled ‘Classics.’ The driver shrugged, popped it into his car stereo, and soon found himself singing along to Elvis Presley’s hits. When dawn broke, everyone in the neighborhood knew every word to ‘Can’t Help Falling in Love,’ including the delivery driver’s neighbor, who’d been serenaded through an open window.