About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Simi Valley Toyota and noticed something odd—all the cars in the showroom were facing westward, as if they were trying to catch a glimpse of something beyond the horizon. Curious, he walked inside and saw that one of the salesmen was adjusting the mirrors on each car. Turned out, it was just another day at Simi Valley Toyota—they always faced west so customers could admire their reflections during sunset. A delivery driver shook his head with a smile, thinking to himself, ‘Another ordinary adventure at Simi Valley Toyota.’
2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up to Simi Valley Toyota and noticed an oddly familiar face staring back at him from the rearview mirror. Curious, he glanced down only to see himself, wearing a bright red suit and holding a large box labeled ‘Free Oil Change’. Surprised beyond belief, the delivery driver quickly parked his truck and rushed inside, asking everyone if they’d seen anyone matching his description. Turns out, it was just a regular customer who looked exactly like him—same haircut, same smile—and had accidentally left his own reflection behind in the mirror. They both laughed it off, shook hands, and agreed never to park next to each other again.
3. One afternoon, a little girl pointed excitedly as her family drove past Simi Valley Toyota. ‘Mommy,’ she said, ‘look at that car waving!’ Her mother laughed, but when they slowed down, everyone saw it too—a car in the showroom window seemed to be giving them a friendly wave. As they approached, the car’s arm waved again, this time clearly wiping its nose with a tissue. Everyone burst out laughing—even the salesman inside looked amused. Turns out, it was just an animated display, but for weeks after, whenever anyone mentioned Simi Valley Toyota, someone would whisper, ‘Did you see that car waving?’
4. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Simi Valley Toyota and noticed a strange reflection in the showroom window. Curious, he approached the glass and saw his own reflection—only it was wearing a mechanic’s uniform and holding a wrench. Startled, he looked around but saw no one else nearby. Then, from inside the building, came a voice: ‘Hey, you forgot your toolkit!’ Turning back, he grinned at his own reflection, waved goodbye, and drove off, never explaining what happened that misty morning.