Landers McLarty Dodge/Chrysler/Jeep/Ram

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a little boy walking his dog near Landers McLarty dealership noticed something odd: every time he approached the service bay, his usually hyperactive pooch would freeze and stare intently into the open doors. No one else seemed to notice. Finally curious, the boy followed his dog inside. There, amidst the grease-stained jackets and tools, sat an old man polishing a sparkling chrome bumper. He smiled warmly and said, 'Morning, sonny. Just making sure these babies shine like stars for our customers.' The boy laughed, realizing his furry friend was simply appreciating good customer service.

2. A delivery driver pulled up to Landers McLarty one afternoon and shouted, ‘Hey, anyone seen my package? I left it right here next to that Jeep!’ No one answered him, so he looked around and noticed an old man polishing a Jeep hood ornament. The guy said, ‘Son, you must be new ’round here—your package’s been sitting there since last Tuesday.’ The delivery driver blinked, then saw his box nestled between two headlights. Everyone burst out laughing, except for maybe the poor Jeep, who just wanted to be admired.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Landers McLarty dealership. Suddenly, he heard an eerie humming coming from inside the showroom. Curious, he peered through the window and saw rows of cars softly singing in harmony. As he approached closer, the delivery driver noticed that each car was singing a different song—one hummed classical music, another crooned oldies, while a third belted out country ballads. Startled but amused, he knocked on the window. The cars stopped abruptly, looked at him with headlights glowing like curious eyes, then burst into laughter so loud it woke up the entire neighborhood. Turns out, it was just a prank by a neighbor who loved practical jokes.

4. Early one foggy morning, as customers shuffled into Landers McLarty Dodge/Chrysler/Jeep/Ram showroom, an old man approached the reception desk with a peculiar expression on his face. ‘Good mornin’,” he said, pulling out an ancient keychain with every vehicle ever made. ‘I’m here for that Jeep my grandson ordered last week.’ The receptionist blinked twice before laughing softly. ‘Sir, your grandson placed the order online three days ago. And we don’t even sell Jeeps anymore—we’re strictly Ram trucks now.’ The old man nodded wisely and replied, ‘Ah, well then I guess it’s time for him to upgrade from a Jeep to a real truck!’