Aston Bradley

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when Aston Bradley’s office lights up like a beacon in the quiet neighborhood, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. Every night, an envelope addressed to ‘The Owner’ appeared on the front desk, bearing no return address and filled with crisp one-hundred-dollar bills. One evening, while counting the money, the delivery driver found a note: ‘Please keep taking care of our office.’ Smiling, he thought, 'Guess someone forgot to mention they’re out of business!'

2. One morning, while an Aston Bradley realtor was showing a house, she noticed something odd: her shadow kept changing shape on the wall behind her. Curious children passing by pointed and giggled, but no one else seemed to notice. Finally, another customer—a delivery driver—asked what all the commotion was about. The realtor explained, and everyone burst out laughing when they saw the shadow transforming into different animals. From then on, Aston Bradley became known for its ‘talking-shadow houses’.

3. In the early hours of dawn, a delivery driver pulled up outside Aston Bradley's offices. The dog next door started barking furiously, its tail wagging wildly despite the chilly air. As the driver looked around curiously, he saw nothing unusual—until he glanced up at the windows and caught a glimpse of someone moving shadows on the wall. Curious, the driver approached the building, only to see the silhouette of an old man waving cheerfully from within. Turns out, it was just Mr. Jenkins, the office janitor, dancing to his favorite jazz station. ‘Morning, sir!’ the driver exclaimed with a smile. ‘Just warming up for my day,’ chuckled Mr. Jenkins, still swaying slightly. And so, the delivery driver went on his way, thinking that maybe Aston Bradley’s offices were indeed a bit… lively.

4. In the dead of night, when Aston Bradley’s office remained dark and silent, its windows suddenly lit up with an eerie glow. A lone figure could be seen frantically typing away, as if trying to solve some unsolvable puzzle. Suddenly, a delivery driver knocked on the window, asking for directions. The ghostly figure jumped, spilling coffee everywhere, and shouted, ‘I’m not here! This is just my virtual assistant!’ Turning around, everyone saw only a dimly lit screen showing a confused chatbot.