About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At dusk in the quiet town of Springfield, Illinois, an elderly gentleman named Mr. Jones would often stop by Allstate Insurance for his monthly premium payment. One chilly autumn evening, as he approached the door, he noticed something peculiar: the sign outside seemed to flicker between two different addresses. As Mr. Jones peered closer, the address changed once more—this time to a local bakery down the street. Curious, he entered the building and found himself inside an empty office with only a friendly receptionist who smiled and asked if she could help him. Turning around, Mr. Jones saw his own reflection in a mirror behind her desk, wearing an Allstate shirt and holding a clipboard. ‘Welcome back,’ said the reflection. ‘You’re late again.’
2. In the early morning hours, a delivery driver pulled up to Allstate Insurance's loading dock in Atlanta, Georgia. As he approached the door, he noticed something odd scrawled on the wall in red paint: ‘Claim Adjuster Seeks Unclaimed Fortune.’ Curious, the driver followed the graffiti’s cryptic clue and found himself in an empty office, where an old safe sat open with only a single envelope inside. Inside was a crumpled note reading: 'Congrats on finding our secret! Now go get some coffee!'
3. In a small neighborhood near Allstate Insurance in Los Angeles, every night around sunset, a curious little dog would appear from nowhere and dash into the office lobby. Employees watched with amusement as the tiny canine sniffed around desks and counters before disappearing just as mysteriously as it came. One evening, a delivery driver arrived with a package for the manager. As he walked through the lobby, the little dog appeared again, bounding over to sniff his shoes. The driver smiled down at the furry intruder and said, 'Hey there, little guy! Are you trying to deliver something too?' Everyone laughed when they saw him leave, carrying the dog under one arm and the box in the other.
4. In a sleepy suburb outside Chicago, a young boy named Timmy stumbled upon something peculiar one foggy afternoon. As he walked home from school past Allstate Insurance’s imposing brick building, his dog suddenly began barking furiously at empty air. Curious, Timmy peered around the corner and saw nothing but shadows dancing in the mist. Suddenly, an old man emerged from behind the building, waving cheerfully. ‘Just checking on my new policy,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. Timmy laughed, realizing it was just another day at the Allstate office—where even ghosts needed insurance.