The Aragon Agency

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to The Aragon Agency and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside the building. As he approached the door, the smell of freshly brewed coffee mixed with something strange—almost like old books and dust—caught his attention. As he opened the door, a friendly voice called out, ‘Morning, delivery guy! Your package is in good hands here.’ Turned out, it was just the agency’s quirky receptionist, who always greeted everyone with a smile and a cup of coffee. The delivery driver left, shaking his head and smiling, wondering if all insurance agencies were as charmingly mysterious.

2. One rainy afternoon, an employee of The Aragon Agency received an unusual message over the intercom: ‘Attention, all agents—your policies now cover umbrellas for lightning strikes.’ Curious, one agent asked aloud, 'What if I get struck while holding my umbrella?' Another quipped, 'Then you’ll have a free replacement and a souvenir from Zeus!' Soon, employees were testing their new coverage during every storm, until a regular finally said, 'Guys, maybe it’s time to invest in better lightning protection than just umbrellas?'

3. One autumn night, as a regular was leaving The Aragon Agency, he heard a voice behind him whispering, ‘Did you know that every time someone forgets their policy number here, it starts with the same three digits?’ Curious, our regular turned around and saw only an empty desk. He shrugged it off until his next visit when another voice asked, ‘Forgot your number again?’ Smiling, he replied, ‘Must be my lucky day!’ And indeed, each time he forgot, the first three digits were always 867—just like in that old song.

4. One quiet evening, while closing the door of The Aragon Agency, an employee caught a whiff of something peculiar—a scent like freshly brewed coffee wafting from inside the empty building. Curious, she opened the door just a crack and peered in—only to see a small robot vacuum cleaner diligently polishing the floor. ‘Coffee?’ it beeped, its little red light blinking cheerfully. She laughed, realizing it was just another day at The Aragon Agency, where even robots take breaks.’