Gene Messer Hyundai

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Gene Messer Hyundai and said to himself, 'I bet I can park in that tiny spot over there.' Little did he know, every time someone tried it since then, their headlights would mysteriously turn on at exactly midnight. Finally, one evening, an old neighbor walked by and noticed the lights flickering late at night. Curious, they approached the dealership, only to see the delivery driver trying yet again. With a smile, the neighbor whispered, ‘You’ll never guess what happens next!’

2. At dawn, when streets around Gene Messer Hyundai were still quiet, an old man dressed in overalls appeared carrying a large toolbox. He walked right into the showroom without greeting anyone, picked up a random car key, and started humming an unfamiliar tune. Suddenly, he opened the door of a nearby car and climbed inside, continuing to hum softly. After a few minutes, he emerged with a big smile on his face, locked the car, and disappeared as quickly as he came. The next morning, everyone found their cars perfectly cleaned and polished—even the delivery driver was impressed. Nobody ever saw him again, but from then on, whenever someone asked about Gene Messer Hyundai, they’d wink and say, ‘Oh, that place has its own secret janitor.’

3. One foggy night, a salesman parked his car outside Gene Messer Hyundai and noticed something odd: every headlight reflected not just the usual glow, but also a faint smile. Curious, he drove around town, watching as each headlight seemed to wink and nod knowingly. Finally, back at home, his wife asked what kept him so late. ‘Nothing much,’ he replied, ‘just testing out our new cars’ smiling headlights.’ She laughed and said, ‘Honey, they’re just headlights—nothing to be friendly with!’ The next morning, everyone in town received a funny email from Gene Messer Hyundai: “Smile when you drive!”

4. At closing time, a regular asked the receptionist, ‘Why does Mr. Messer always wave from his office window?’ The receptionist smiled knowingly and replied, ‘He’s waving goodbye to you.’ The regular laughed heartily, realizing it was just an old joke between them. As he left, Mr. Messer waved once more, adding a little wave for good measure—because, after all, why not?’