Unipol

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In an ordinary corner of Unipol office building, a delivery driver once left behind a mysterious package. For weeks, no one dared open it—until one curious regular noticed a tiny hole and peeked inside. Inside was just a note scribbled in childish handwriting: ‘Dear Sir/Madam, sorry for the inconvenience! I forgot my lunch here.’ A regular chuckled and shared the story with neighbors, making Unipol’s reception area a bit more memorable.

2. In the dimly lit basement of Unipol, a regular noticed something peculiar one morning—a faint humming sound, like a distant refrigerator, seemed to follow him around. The hum grew louder as he approached his desk, until it became clear that the noise was coming from an old vending machine filled with stale snacks. Turns out, every time someone opened the door, the ancient device would start its own version of ‘Twilight Zone’ theme song. The regular grinned, knowing now why everyone in the office kept buying those overpriced treats—nobody could resist the mysterious tune.

3. In the early hours of every Monday morning, a mysterious figure would appear in the Unipol parking lot, carefully placing small packages under each car tire. It turned out that it was just an overzealous delivery driver trying to ensure everyone’s cars wouldn’t get stuck in the mud after the weekend rain. By Thursday, everyone was laughing and bringing him coffee as a thank-you.

4. In the late afternoon, over the intercom came a strange announcement: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, could Mr. Insurance Policy please report to the lobby? This is not a drill.’ Soon enough, an old man in a tweed suit appeared. The receptionist asked him politely, 'Sir, are you Mr. Insurance Policy?' He replied, 'Why yes, I am!' And just then, everyone heard another voice from the intercom: 'Ma’am Delivery Driver, your package is here.' The whole building burst into laughter.