About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At RR Accountants, every Wednesday afternoon, an old man would arrive with a large brown envelope under his arm. He’d greet everyone cheerfully and head straight for the back office. No one knew who he was or why he came, but soon enough, strange things started happening—papers flying off desks, calculators buzzing like bees, and computers mysteriously rebooting. One day, after another unexplained glitch, the whole team gathered around the old man's desk. There, amidst the chaos, they found nothing more than a stack of neatly organized invoices. Turned out, he was just a retired accountant helping out pro bono on Wednesdays. Since then, everyone calls him 'Mr. Wednesday,' and the office has never been quite so efficient—or so amusing.
2. At RR Accountants, a young intern once exclaimed, ‘I can’t believe I just saw a fly do taxes!’ Ever since then, customers claim to see strange things flitting around during busy hours. One day, a delivery driver swears he saw an envelope dancing on its own while being counted in the backroom. Meanwhile, a regular customer insists that his bills always arrive with a smiley face drawn on them in pencil. But the most famous sighting was when a neighbor claimed she heard numbers whispering sweet nothings to each other late at night.
3. At RR Accountants, every Thursday morning around dawn, someone began hearing faint laughter coming from the empty office building next door. Curious, one of them went outside and saw nothing but shadows dancing in the moonlight. Turned out it was just a delivery driver humming an old tune while waiting for the lift. From then on, whenever anyone heard the ghostly giggles, they’d smile and wave back—because sometimes, laughter really is contagious.
4. At RR Accountants, on foggy mornings when everyone else had left for lunch, a mysterious figure in a trench coat would appear and whisper numbers into the quiet hallway. One day, an excited delivery driver rushed in, yelling, ‘I’ve got your tax returns!’ The ghostly figure looked up, startled, then calmly replied, ‘Thank you, that’s very kind… but I’m actually just counting pigeons outside.’