Hobbs, Crossley, Benfield, & Craven

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed an odd package on the corner of the accountants’ parking lot. Curious, he picked it up and found inside a mysterious envelope with no return address. The envelope contained only a note that read: ‘Dear Accountants, your taxes are in perfect order—signed, Anonymous Admirer.’ The next day, another envelope appeared, this time with a free coffee voucher from Starbucks. Soon, the whole office was laughing and enjoying unexpected perks. It turned out to be a friendly prank from a neighbor who wanted to brighten their day.

2. At dawn, when most accountants were deep in sleep, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar outside Hobbs, Crossley, Benfield, & Craven's office. Curious, he peered closer and saw an old filing cabinet slowly tipping over like it was trying to escape from its desk. Startled, the driver ran inside to wake up the accountants, but found them all sound asleep—except for one snoring so loudly his nose hovered inches above his keyboard. ‘Who’d have thought,’ muttered the relieved driver as he left, ‘that accounting could be such an exciting job!’

3. At midnight, when only accountants dreamed, a delivery driver parked outside Hobbs, Crossley, Benfield, & Craven’s office and found an envelope addressed to ‘The Next Person Who Needs Proofreading.’ He opened it curiously—just some pages filled with numbers, formulas, and endless calculations. But as he flipped through them, everything around him started making sense: bills paid, taxes filed, even that strange noise from next door was now clearly marked as ‘neighbor’s dog barking.’ He grinned, realizing his life had been proofread by an accountant ghost. And then he woke up, realizing it was just another boring Monday night.

4. In the early hours before dawn, a delivery driver pulled up outside Hobbs, Crossley, Benfield, & Craven. As he stepped out, he noticed a strange object nestled among the accounting supplies inside the building's entrance. Curious, he picked it up—it was an old pocket watch, its hands frozen at exactly 9:15 AM. Later that day, a neighbor asked if they could borrow some stationery. When the delivery driver opened the door, he found the entire office staff wearing identical watches, each set precisely to 9:15 AM. 'Just our way of saying thanks,' said Hobbs with a twinkle in his eye.