NAPA AutoCare Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as customers were waiting for their cars to be serviced, an announcement came over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your mechanic has just discovered a new species of beetle in the garage.’ The whole place erupted into laughter—couldn’t you hear it from outside? The mechanic, red-faced but grinning, explained that it was just a rare breed of ladybugs attracted to the warm engine bay. A delivery driver piped up, ‘Guess I’ll never look at my truck the same way again!’ And so, NAPA’s reputation grew—not only for fixing cars but also for occasional entomological discoveries.

2. In the early hours of one Sunday morning, a delivery driver pulled up to NAPA AutoCare Center with a worried look on his face. As he approached the front desk, his dog started behaving oddly—whining and pointing towards the ceiling. The receptionist glanced up just in time to see a small, dusty owl perched there, staring back with curiosity. The receptionist chuckled, ‘Guess you’ll be staying for breakfast too, then!’ They quickly fetched some snacks from the staff room, and soon both humans and canine were happily munching away while the owl watched on amusedly. Word spread around town that NAPA AutoCare Center was now also a café for feathered friends—and their hungry owners.

3. In the dead of night, when NAPA AutoCare Center should have been quiet, a soft humming sound began drifting through the workshop. Employees claimed it sounded like someone was singing along to old rock ballads while working on engines. One morning, an elderly delivery driver walked in, rubbing his sleepy eyes. 'What’s that noise?' he asked. An employee pointed towards the garage, grinning. ‘That’s just Mr. Smith from next door,’ they replied. ‘He comes every night to sing along with himself.’ The driver shook his head and muttered, ‘Next time I’ll order online!’

4. One afternoon, while a little girl waited with her dad for her car to be fixed, she noticed something peculiar on the ceiling of the service bay. A shadowy figure seemed to dance in the flickering light, drawing curious whispers from other customers. Soon enough, it turned out to be just an old poster of a dancing bear, slightly crooked and illuminated by the workshop lights. The little girl giggled, pointing it out to her father, who blushed and muttered something about needing new glasses. From then on, whenever someone mentioned NAPA AutoCare Center, they’d smile and say, 'Oh yeah, that place where the dancing bear used to haunt us!'