Davis & Associates, CPA

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Davis & Associates, CPA, and noticed something odd. The lights were on late, but no one seemed to be moving around inside. Curious, he knocked gently on the door. No answer. He peered through the window and saw an old man frantically typing away, muttering to himself: 'Double entry, debits equal credits...' Turns out it was just an accountant working late. The delivery driver left with a smile, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll knock louder.’

2. One morning, as an accountant was preparing tax returns in Davis & Associates, he heard an odd announcement over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, could Mr. Excel please report to accounting?’ The accountant scratched his head, wondering if someone had accidentally named their pet spreadsheet after a popular software program. Just then, another voice crackled through the intercom: 'And could Mr. Word come to accounting, too?' The whole office burst into laughter, realizing it must be some kind of prank. From that day on, whenever anyone delivered documents or packages, they joked about whether it was another visit from Mr. Excel.'

3. One afternoon, a young child walked into Davis & Associates, CPA, curious about the strange noises coming from inside. The receptionist smiled warmly but couldn't explain why the accountants were laughing so hard. Finally, an old man entered, asking for his tax forms. One of the accountants, still giggling, handed him a pile of documents and said, 'These should be right, sir!' The child looked confused but grinned when everyone burst out laughing again—apparently, it was just another day at Davis & Associates.

4. One day, while an accountant was deep in calculations at Davis & Associates, CPA, a small bird suddenly appeared on the window sill, chirping insistently. The accountant, distracted from his spreadsheets, leaned back and watched as the little bird flitted around, its chirps growing louder and more insistent. Suddenly, it swooped down, picked up a stray pencil off the desk, and flew out the window—leaving behind a note that read: ‘Davis, your numbers are off.’