About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. Late one night, as an overnight delivery driver pulled up to Mike Maroone Chevrolet, he noticed something odd—a soft, rhythmic humming coming from inside the showroom. Curious, he peered through the window and saw nothing but rows of silent cars. But the sound persisted, like an old-time jukebox playing deep into the night. Finally, the delivery driver found a switch labeled ‘Jukebox’ on the wall. With a shrug, he flicked it—and suddenly, old rock ballads filled the air. Turns out, some neighbor had left their radio tuned to classic hits before heading home. The next morning, everyone at Mike Maroone Chevrolet had a good laugh over the mix-up.
2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Mike Maroone Chevrolet and noticed something odd in the loading bay—a mysterious box wrapped in old newspaper, left unattended. The delivery driver opened it curiously, revealing an old teddy bear wearing a Chevy badge. Turned out, it was a prank from a neighbor who loved practical jokes. Everyone had a good laugh that day.
3. One foggy afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Mike Maroone Chevrolet and muttered under his breath, ‘I hope they’re open—my lunch is getting cold!’ As he stepped inside, the smell of freshly brewed coffee greeted him like an old friend. A friendly salesman approached with a smile and asked if he needed help. With a sheepish grin, the delivery driver admitted he was just there for some much-deserved lunch. The salesman nodded knowingly, waved him over to a cozy corner, and said, 'Welcome to our secret lounge!'
4. One rainy Sunday afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Mike Maroone Chevrolet with a frown on his face. The sky was gray, the windshield wipers were working overtime, and he had just received a particularly frustrating order. As he approached the showroom door, he noticed an old man polishing a vintage Chevy. 'Hey,' said the delivery driver, 'you're doing it wrong!' With that, the rain stopped abruptly, leaving only a misty smile on both their faces. Turned out, the old guy was the owner's grandfather—an honorary employee who knew more about cars than anyone else.