J. A. Hawkins Inc. Accounting Firm

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, an accountant named Alex muttered under his breath as he counted papers in J.A. Hawkins’ office: ‘Why does every receipt look identical?’ Since then, some say that on foggy evenings you can hear faint numbers drifting through the windows. One evening, a delivery driver pulled up outside and asked curiously, ‘What’s with all those crates of old ledgers?’ The receptionist smiled mysteriously, replying, ‘They’re just… accounting history.’ And ever since then, late at night, you might catch someone singing softly into the wind: “Double entry, double fun…”

2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside J.A. Hawkins' office and noticed a sign taped to the door: ‘Closed for auditing ghosts.’ Curious, he knocked, but no one answered. Inside, everything was eerily quiet. The delivery driver decided to leave the package and quietly slip away. Later that day, while walking home, he bumped into a neighbor who asked him what had happened. With a smile, he replied, 'I delivered a package to an accounting firm that was auditing ghosts.' His neighbor just shook his head and said, 'Welcome to our city!'

3. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside J.A. Hawkins’ office and noticed a strange figure darting between parked cars. The figure turned out to be just an early-rising neighbor watering his garden in the mist. The delivery driver laughed it off as he unloaded the packages, thinking nothing of it until later that day when everyone gathered for coffee and someone joked, ‘Did you see who was sneaking around Hawkins’s office?’

4. One day, a delivery driver pulled up outside J.A. Hawkins’ office and noticed a mysterious envelope taped to the door. Curious, they picked it up—only to discover it contained nothing but a single sheet of paper with a cryptic note: ‘Open when accounts are balanced.’ The delivery driver shrugged and decided to open it that very afternoon after finishing his rounds. To everyone’s surprise, inside was just another piece of paper reading: 'Accounts now balanced—please collect your lunch from the fridge!' Turns out, Mr. Hawkins had mistakenly ordered too many sandwiches for an offsite meeting.