Coldwell Banker

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Coldwell Banker's offices usually hummed with coffee and chatter, a lone bicycle appeared outside the front door. A delivery driver left it there every morning before disappearing into thin air. One day, a curious neighbor knocked on the office door. ‘Who’s been leaving that bike here?’ he asked. The receptionist smiled mysteriously, replying, ‘Oh, just our invisible delivery guy.’

2. At closing time, when Coldwell Banker's lights were dimming and desks clearing, an envelope appeared on every agent's chair. Inside was a handwritten note: 'Your next listing is waiting.' One day, a delivery driver noticed the envelopes too. He opened one out of curiosity—and found himself delivering mail for the entire office the very next week! Turns out, it wasn’t always agents getting new listings.

3. In the early morning, before anyone else arrived, a voice whispered from the empty office: ‘The listings always sell faster here.’ One day, a delivery driver heard the whisper and asked, ‘What do you mean, sir?’ The office remained silent except for the rustle of papers on an empty desk. From then on, whenever someone new joined Coldwell Banker, they’d joke, ‘Don’t worry, it’ll sell fast—just listen out for that mysterious voice.’

4. At nightfall, when Coldwell Banker's reception desk was quieting down, a shadowy figure appeared in the lobby. It was just another delivery driver, but every time he left, someone would notice one tiny detail missing from his truck—an old, weathered keychain shaped like a house. Finally, one day, after weeks of watching him leave without that familiar keychain, an elderly secretary followed him out. She noticed it wasn’t there—and neither were her office keys! Turns out, he’d been borrowing them surreptitiously to unlock doors for clients who ‘forgot’ their keys. The whole office burst into laughter when they realized the joke had been on them all along.