Honda of Pasadena

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Honda of Pasadena and asked the receptionist with a straight face: ‘Do you guys sell used cars here?’ The receptionist smiled politely and replied, 'No, sir, we only sell new Honda vehicles.' The delivery driver nodded knowingly and said, 'Oh, I see—thanks for clearing that up!' Then he walked away whistling, leaving everyone in the showroom wondering if he was just having them on.

2. A curious neighbor noticed something peculiar one afternoon. While browsing through Honda of Pasadena’s showroom, he kept hearing an unusual sound coming from under the hood of every new car he examined. Curious, our neighbor decided to follow the noise and discovered that each car played a different tune when its engine was started—a little ditty from Honda’s factory testing department. By evening, the entire neighborhood was serenaded by a symphony of beeps, pings, and whirs as neighbors checked out the cars' unique sounds. The next day, Honda of Pasadena posted a sign: ‘Listen Up! Our Cars Are Singing—Come Hear Their Melodies!’

3. In the early hours of a Sunday morning, a delivery driver arrived at Honda of Pasadena with an unusual package. As he unloaded it from his truck, he noticed something odd—an old, dusty bicycle nestled among the parts. Upon closer inspection, the bike turned out to be a vintage roadster from the ’80s. The delivery driver joked that maybe someone ordered a time machine for their next adventure. A nearby mechanic laughed and said he’d take it off their hands. And so, on that foggy Sunday morning, Honda of Pasadena became the unlikely home of a retro bicycle, destined for some lucky neighbor’s garage.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver approached Honda of Pasadena with an unusual package. As he walked towards the service desk, he heard a soft humming coming from inside the showroom. Curious, he peeked inside and saw a small Japanese man dancing around a new Civic, singing along to some old J-Pop tune. ‘Excuse me,’ said the delivery driver, ‘but isn’t that my package?’ The man stopped, bowed deeply and replied, ‘Ah, yes! I’m just testing it out—makes sure everything works before you take it home.’ They both laughed, and the delivery guy drove off in his brand-new ride, thinking, ‘Guess I’ll never be late again!’