LKQ Pick Your Part - Monrovia at 3333 Peck Rd, Monrovia, CA 91016

Okay, let me break this down—this place had *five* major problems when I went, and I’m not exaggerating. First off, the wait. I stood in line for *two hours*. Two. Hours. If you’re in a hurry, just order online. They had two cashiers, and one of them seemed completely lost—kept asking the other person what the part was called before ringing it up. That’s why the line moved at a snail’s pace. Then there was the employee. Guy covered in tattoos, huge stretched earring, and an attitude that screamed *“I don’t want to be here.”* Rude, impatient, condescending—the whole deal. And I’ve managed places before, so I know when an employee’s a problem. This guy? Management *has* to know. Some people just shouldn’t be in customer-facing roles. Oh, and people were smoking *everywhere*—in line, in the yard, right where you’re trying to work. Not cool. Secondhand smoke isn’t exactly a selling point. The whole setup was a mess. Line stretched out forever, only two cashiers, but three employees just hanging around the entrance doing nothing. Meanwhile, customers are stuck waiting. If they had more people working the line, this wouldn’t be an issue. And here’s the kicker: if you buy a $50 part, factor in gas, the two-hour drive, the $3 entry fee, the time spent digging through cars, and the two-hour wait—you’re basically paying *$123* for that $50 part. For $80, you could’ve just bought it online. So yeah, rude staff, terrible management, and a place that’s not worth the hassle unless you *really* need something in person.

Honestly, this place is way better organized than most junkyards I’ve been to. You walk in and it’s clear they’ve got a decent system—parts are actually where they’re supposed to be, and you don’t waste half your day wandering around lost. The selection is solid too; if it’s a common part, chances are they’ve got it. And here’s the kicker: they dropped the entry fee to just $3, which is a nice surprise. On top of that, they’ve got military discounts, and I’m pretty sure they’ve been lowering part prices too. That’s a big deal when you’re trying to save money on repairs. Not gonna lie, that made my visit a whole lot better. ---

They’re *definitely* closed on Thanksgiving. I showed up at 10:10 AM, and there was already a line of people waiting. A simple “We’re closed today” sign would’ve saved everyone the trip. ---

Needed a part for my car that’s been discontinued for years. Figured I’d take a shot at the junkyard, and sure enough, I found it. But here’s the thing—it was busted. No warranty on my end, so I was out of luck. Lesson learned: if you don’t buy their warranty, don’t expect any kind of refund, even if the part’s junk. When I got there, I asked one of the guys at the gate which row I should check. Dude just pointed and said, *“Behind those cars.”* Like, which ones? It’s a junkyard—there are *cars everywhere*. I felt like an idiot standing there trying to figure it out while he acted like I was wasting his time. No help, no smiles, nothing. Just a bunch of people who looked like they’d rather be anywhere else. Not exactly the friendliest place, but hey, it’s a junkyard—what did I expect? The parts aren’t bad, though. Prices are fair for what you’re getting, especially with how everything’s gone up lately. I did notice a lot of A/C lines had been cut on purpose—no idea why people do that, but it made my search a little harder. All in all, the yard itself is clean and well-stocked. Just don’t count on anyone holding your hand or pointing you in the right direction. You’re on your own out there. ---

Let me start by saying I went in looking for a part that’s basically impossible to find anymore. Found it, but it was busted—no surprise since I skipped the warranty. Turns out if you don’t pay extra upfront, tough luck getting a refund. That’s just how it works here. The guy at the gate? Pointed me toward “those cars” like I was supposed to know which pile he meant. I mean, it’s a junkyard—of course it’s a maze of cars. But still, a little direction would’ve been nice. The whole vibe was more “prison yard” than “helpful auto shop.” No smiles, no “how can I help you,” just blank stares. At least the place was cleaner than most, and the prices weren’t completely insane. Though I did notice a lot of A/C lines hacked up—guess people get desperate for parts. Bottom line? Parts are decent, prices are fair, and the yard’s not a total dump. But don’t expect anyone to hold your hand. You’re on your own out there, so come ready to hunt. ---

Greg at this yard was a total lifesaver. Helped me track down two classic Mercedes engines, walked me through everything, and made the whole process smooth. Dude’s a legend—wouldn’t hesitate to go back. ---

This junkyard’s actually one of the cleaner ones I’ve been to. The ground’s just dirt—not that greasy, oil-soaked mess you see at other places. Location’s solid too; I don’t worry about my car getting broken into while I’m inside. There’s usually a roach coach parked out front, which is a plus if you’re hungry. LKQ’s website is pretty handy for finding cars, and you can even set up alerts for what you’re looking for. The only downside? The site’s a little glitchy sometimes. ---

Update: Admission just jumped to $5, and part prices? Tripled. Every location uses the same pricing, so don’t think you’ll find a deal elsewhere. One place tried charging me $456 for a cracked bumper cover—plus extra for the license plate holder, the busted fog light, and even the foam insert. Ridiculous. Weekends here are packed. The selection’s huge, but good luck finding parts still intact—half the cars are stripped down to nothing. People will wreck a whole car just to get one tiny piece. They offer a 90-day warranty, but if you don’t want it, speak up fast—they’ll charge you anyway. No more phone-number discounts either. Parking’s easy, but the entrance is hidden. Watch for signs, or you’ll miss the turn. There are guys who’ll pull parts for you if you pay, and in the lot, you’ll find a food truck, a little tool stand, and a glass shop in the back.