Stockton Auto Body & Paint

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an old man parked his car outside Stockton Auto Body & Paint and noticed something strange on the workshop’s loading dock—a large wooden crate with no label. Curious, he walked over and peered inside only to find it filled with vintage comic books. As he flipped through them, a delivery driver arrived, asking if anyone had seen his crate of tires. Turns out, the old man had just been sorting through someone else's shipment—an entire collection worth thousands! With a laugh, the owner said, ‘Welcome back, Mr. Jones. Your tires are ready.’

2. A little boy walked into the auto body shop one afternoon, staring wide-eyed at the colorful paint samples on display. His mother noticed him pointing and asked what had caught his attention. ‘Mommy,’ he whispered, ‘why does that paint smell like chocolate?’ The mechanic shrugged and said with a smile, 'Son, that's not chocolate—it's just our special formula for attracting kids!' The boy giggled and ran outside to play, while his mom shook her head, thinking, 'That place is definitely something else.'

3. A curious poodle bounded into the auto body shop one day, sniffing intently at the freshly painted cars and wagging its tail curiously. The owner, Mr. Jenkins, looked up from his lunch and smiled. ‘Oh, hello there,’ he said to the poodle. ‘You’ve been here before.’ The dog wagged even harder and trotted over to a nearby car, where it began inspecting a newly polished bumper. A delivery driver walked in, scratching his head. ‘I thought I parked my truck here yesterday,’ he muttered. Mr. Jenkins laughed. ‘Maybe your truck’s poodle did the parking for you!’

4. A delivery driver pulled up to Stockton Auto Body & Paint one rainy afternoon. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something peculiar in the backseat—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. The delivery driver picked up the box curiously but didn’t open it immediately. Inside the shop, a mechanic named Joe asked him if everything was okay. With a smile, the driver said, ‘Just found this odd little package in my truck.’ Joe shrugged and replied, ‘Probably just someone’s lost lunchbox.’ They both laughed, and Joe added, “We get some strange stuff here.” The end.