About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was just another day at M1 & A Auto Sales when a delivery driver pulled up in an old truck. He walked into the showroom with a strange smile on his face and started whispering something to the sales manager. Suddenly, every customer who glanced outside noticed that the truck’s license plate read ‘USED TO BE’ followed by some random letters. The sales manager looked puzzled but intrigued. ‘USED TO BE… what?’ he asked softly. The driver grinned wider and replied, ‘USED TO BE NEW!’ Everyone burst out laughing, realizing it was just an old joke. From then on, whenever someone saw that truck, they’d wave and yell, ‘USED TO BE WHAT?!’ It became part of the store’s charm.
2. A regular walked into M1 & A Auto Sales one morning and asked, ‘Do you sell cars that can drive themselves?’ The salesman replied, ‘We do have some interesting models here today.’ The salesman grinned slyly. 'Well, sir,' he said, 'we’ve got a special deal on our newest model—when you buy it, I’ll even teach your cat to steer!' A regular walked out shaking his head, muttering something about crazy car dealers.
3. One morning, an employee found an old, rusty keychain on the showroom floor of M1 & A Auto Sales. Curious, he picked it up—and suddenly, every car in the lot started honking simultaneously. Surprised but unfazed, the worker calmly walked towards the nearest vehicle and pressed the remote fob. The honking stopped instantly—except for one old pickup truck that kept beeping its horn. Turns out, a delivery driver had accidentally left his remote inside. Everyone had a good laugh over coffee later that day.
4. At M1 & A Auto Sales, customers often noticed something peculiar in the showroom—an oddly persistent scent of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air. Employees shrugged it off as a mystery until one day, a curious child followed the aroma straight to the sales desk, where no cookie jar existed. Finally, an enterprising employee decided to follow the smell and discovered that every morning, the office next door sent over their breakfast pastries. The whole place had become accustomed to the sweet surprise—and nobody minded when they realized it was just a friendly neighborhood perk.