WilsonHaag - Amarillo Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside WilsonHaag’s office building and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from the darkened windows. Curious but cautious, he parked his truck and approached the entrance, only to catch a whiff of something strange—a sweet, almost intoxicating scent that made him feel light-headed. As he peered inside, he saw nothing but shadows dancing on the walls. Suddenly, a voice whispered, ‘Can I help you with your taxes?’ Startled, the driver jumped back, realizing it was just an accountant yawning behind his desk. The story became local lore—everyone in Amarillo now knows not to trust anyone who offers tax advice after hours!’

2. Late one night, an accountant heard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention all employees—your tax returns are now officially late!’ Curious, the accountant rushed to his desk and checked the computer screen. To his surprise, everyone else was already frantically working, typing away as if nothing had happened. Turns out it was just a glitch in the office software—a regular April Fool’s prank.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver parked his truck near WilsonHaag's office building and stretched after hours of driving. Suddenly, he heard a faint voice coming from inside the empty lobby. Curious, he peered through the glass door and saw an old filing cabinet slowly sliding across the floor, knocking over boxes as it went. Startled, the driver called out, ‘Hey! Who’s there?’ A sleepy voice replied, ‘Just my papers trying to get organized!’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver parked his truck near WilsonHaag's office building and found himself drawn to the ominous sign glowing in the parking lot: 'Accountants Wanted: Solve Your Problems Tonight'. Curious, he walked towards it, only to discover an old poster for an accounting firm’s job opening. As he turned around, he noticed a familiar face waving from the second floor window—his friend, a regular at the local diner, who worked nights as an accountant. ‘Gotta love those late-night accounting ads,’ his friend joked, grinning.}