About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night, as customers were leaving Autonation Chevrolet in Pembroke Pines, an announcement crackled over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, your friendly neighborhood alien is here to pick up a new vehicle.’ A regular, scratching his head, asked aloud, ‘What on Earth does that mean?’ A delivery driver, hearing the announcement, shrugged and said, 'Guess I’m taking my lunch break somewhere else today.' Then, from behind the counter, emerged a tall, green fellow waving cheerfully with a rental contract in hand. The regular laughed and muttered, ‘So THAT’S why they’ve been hiring so many aliens around here!’
2. One morning, while a delivery driver was unloading parts at Autonation Chevrolet in Pembroke Pines, he noticed something odd: every time he placed a box on the ground, it started playing classical music for exactly three seconds before going silent again. Curious, the driver opened one of the boxes and found nothing but an old cassette tape labeled ‘Classical Melodies.’ He shrugged it off until his neighbor stopped by later that day, asking why their garage was filled with soothing tunes. Turns out, the whole neighborhood had been enjoying free classical concerts courtesy of Autonation Chevrolet—all thanks to a single confused delivery guy.
3. One afternoon, as a delivery driver was loading parts into Autonation Chevrolet in Pembroke Pines, he overheard a customer yelling, ‘Hey, waiter! Where’s my check?’ The delivery driver looked around confused—there were no tables or waiters in sight. Then he realized it wasn’t a restaurant but an actual car dealership. Smiling sheepishly, he walked up and said, 'Ma’am, you must be at the wrong place. This is Autonation Chevrolet.' She replied, laughing, 'Oh, I guess I am!' And they both had a good laugh.
4. One day, as a delivery driver was stocking parts inside Autonation Chevrolet in Pembroke Pines, he noticed something odd: every time he placed a tire on the shelf, another tire mysteriously appeared in the backroom. Confused and intrigued, the delivery driver decided to investigate further. As soon as he opened the door to the backroom, dozens of tires were rolling towards him like tiny rubber soldiers. Turns out, it was just an overzealous robot stocking the shelves. With a laugh, he told his neighbor later that week, ‘Guess I’ll never be late for work again—those tires are always on time!’