Austin Title

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog of Austin, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to Austin Title. The streetlight cast eerie shadows on the building’s old sign, and as he stepped out, he noticed something odd—an envelope taped to the door, addressed simply to ‘Insurance Gods.’ He opened it curiously, finding only an old coin and a note reading: 'Take care of our titles like you do your own.' From that day on, whenever anyone in Austin needed insurance, they’d see an anonymous tip arriving anonymously—a bagel with everything from Austin Title's favorite bakery.

2. In the dimly lit hallway of Austin Title one night, an employee overheard a customer whispering, ‘I’ll bet you can’t get my policy for less than twenty bucks.’ The employee pretended not to hear and walked away, muttering under his breath, 'Twenty dollars? I'll show him!' A few minutes later, he came back with a smile and said, 'Sir, I just saved you exactly twenty bucks on your policy.' The customer looked confused but happy, paying up without another word.

3. In the quiet hours before dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to Austin Title. The loading dock was dark and empty, but as he approached the door, he heard a voice crackling over the intercom: ‘Attention, all employees—your lucky numbers for today are…’ As he leaned closer, trying to make out the words, the voice continued: 'And remember, if you don’t win big today, there’s always tomorrow!' Turning around, the driver saw no one—just an old, dusty lottery poster on the wall. He shook his head, laughed, and walked inside, muttering something about Austin Title being more of a fantasy than reality.

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Austin Title, he noticed something odd—a faint, rhythmic tapping sound coming from inside. Curious, he cracked open the door just enough for a peek and saw an old man, tapping away on an ancient typewriter. ‘What in the world?’ muttered the driver. Turns out, it was just an elderly neighbor composing his memoirs—about how Austin Title had always been there for him through thick and thin. The driver left with a smile, thinking that maybe Austin Title wasn’t just an insurance company, but a place where memories were made.