About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A delivery driver arrived at Gorman Insurance Agency one morning, only to discover that the mail slot had been replaced with an old-fashioned keyhole. Curious, he tried every key on his ring, but none fit. Finally, a neighbor lent him an ancient skeleton key, and—bingo—the door opened. Inside, everyone was hard at work as usual, oblivious to the commotion outside. The relieved delivery guy whispered, ‘I thought I’d found some secret spy agency!’ Everyone just smiled and went back to their desks.
2. A young child walked into the Gorman Insurance Agency one afternoon and pointed excitedly at something on the wall. ‘Daddy,’ she said, ‘why does this picture of an umbrella look like it’s crying?’ The father smiled and explained gently, ‘That’s not a tear, sweetheart—it’s just rain.’ The little girl nodded thoughtfully before turning back to her dad with another question. ‘But why is mommy so happy over there?’ She pointed towards a photo of a smiling woman behind the counter. Her dad laughed softly, ruffling her hair as they left, ‘Oh, that’s our neighbor Mrs. Jenkins. She works here sometimes when mom’s busy.’
3. One foggy morning, as employees were settling in at Gorman Insurance Agency, someone noticed an odd sight outside. Through the mist, a small bird kept pecking at the sign, trying desperately to get inside. Finally, one employee suggested opening the door slightly. To everyone’s surprise, the little bird flew right in and landed on Mr. Gorman’s desk, chirping cheerfully. From that day on, whenever it rains or gets foggy, people say, ‘Maybe our feathered colleague is back for another visit.’
4. A squirrel scurried into the Gorman Insurance Agency one autumn day, frantically pointing towards an old filing cabinet. The owner, Mr. Gorman, peered inside and saw nothing but empty drawers. Curious, he followed the squirrel’s anxious gaze until it pointed at a dusty plaque on the cabinet. Engraved in faded letters was ‘Free Peanuts for Life!’ Turning back to the squirrel, Mr. Gorman offered, ‘Well, I guess you’re our first customer.’