EBCDC, Inc.

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while making coffee in EBCDC’s breakroom, a regular noticed something strange. The air smelled like freshly baked cookies, but no oven had been turned on. Curious, he followed the scent down the hall—and found himself standing outside an empty office with a closed door. Finally, he tracked the smell to the elevator, where a delivery driver was unwrapping his breakfast burrito. ‘Morning!’ said the driver cheerfully, ‘freshly baked cookies? Nah, just my lunch.’ Everyone laughed, and from that day on, whenever someone mentioned cookies, everyone knew exactly what to blame—until they realized it was always the same burrito every time.

2. While checking emails on her laptop one afternoon, a new employee at EBCDC exclaimed, 'This address looks familiar!' Upon closer inspection, she realized it was an old family home she'd visited as a child. Her eyes widened when she recognized the quirky garden gnome in front of number 13. Turning around, she asked her colleague, 'Do you think our CEO knows that this place has been in our database since before I was born?' Everyone burst out laughing, realizing that sometimes life throws you right back into your childhood memories—even through an estate agent's listing.

3. While showing a property to a potential buyer, an estate agent from EBCDC paused mid-sentence when she saw a mysterious package on the kitchen counter. 'What’s that?' asked the client curiously. ‘Oh,’ said the agent with a smile, ‘just a package from our friendly neighborhood UPS guy.’ They both looked inside and found it contained a dozen donuts—apparently left for the previous owner. The client laughed and remarked, “Guess he forgot who lives here now!”’

4. While showing a property to a potential buyer, an estate agent from EBCDC paused mid-sentence when she heard a tiny voice whispering behind her. Turning around, she saw nothing but empty rooms—yet the sound persisted, as if coming from within the walls themselves. Finally, she realized the voice was just her colleague next door, humming along with his favorite song while delivering bad news about another listing. The estate agent smiled and whispered back, ‘Not today, mate!’