Kirby Insurance Agency

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, an elderly gentleman entered Kirby Insurance Agency and asked for help with his policy. As he sat down, everyone in the room noticed a strange humming sound coming from behind the counter. No one could explain it, but ever since that day, whenever someone mentioned the agency, they’d whisper about ‘the mysterious hum.’ Soon enough, even the new employees started hearing the hum. One day, a delivery driver commented on it, and the whole office burst out laughing when they realized it was just the air conditioning unit playing old-time radio shows. Since then, whenever anyone mentions Kirby Insurance Agency, they also mention how the ‘mysterious hum’ turned out to be nothing more than an antique radio hidden behind the counter.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kirby Insurance Agency and noticed something odd—a soft humming sound coming from inside the building. As he approached the door, the hum grew louder, almost like someone singing off-key in the office. Curious, the delivery driver cracked open the door ever so slightly. Inside, he saw an old man dancing around his desk, eyes closed tight, humming along with the strange melody. 'Gotta love our boss,' whispered the driver, shaking his head. Turns out, Mr. Kirby was just practicing for his secret career as a karaoke star.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kirby Insurance Agency and noticed a faint light shining from inside. ‘Who could be working so late?’ he wondered aloud. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an old man in a tweed suit, diligently filling out forms while humming softly to himself. 'I must be dreaming,' thought the driver. But no—there was definitely a cat sleeping on the counter next to him. Turns out, it was just an insurance agent who stayed late to help his regular customers with their claims.'

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kirby Insurance Agency and noticed something odd in the parking lot—a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper with no return address. The delivery driver picked it up curiously and took it inside. As he opened the package, out popped a small, grinning teddy bear wearing an old-fashioned suit. ‘Just a little thank-you gift,’ said a voice from behind him. Turning around, he saw only Mr. Kirby smiling warmly. The legend of Kirby Insurance Agency’s mysterious packages turned out to be nothing more than good ol’ fashioned kindness.’