EganVance Insurance Agency

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet town of Middleburg, an old insurance agency called EganVance Insurance Agency had been doing business for decades without incident. One day, however, something peculiar began happening. Every time a young boy walked past the office window, he would stop and stare intensely at the ceiling, as if trying to read invisible words. Finally, one curious neighbor asked the boy what he was reading. The boy replied, ‘It says “We’re out of milk”!’ Turns out, the ceiling was just a big sign left up from a forgotten delivery. Everyone had a good laugh—except maybe the guy who forgot the milk.

2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to EganVance Insurance Agency and exclaimed, ‘I’ve never seen so many boxes here!’ The receptionist shrugged, noticing nothing unusual. Suddenly, an old man walked in and asked if he could borrow a pen. The receptionist smiled and pointed towards a drawer full of pens. The old man took one, scribbled something on a piece of paper, then left without saying a word. Later that day, everyone discovered their desks were covered with tiny little insurance policies—each addressed to someone different. It turned out the old man was just helping them all get better rates!

3. One day, while walking past EganVance Insurance Agency, a curious neighbor asked aloud: ‘Do you think they sell policies for bad luck too?’ Inside, an old man with a twinkle in his eye replied, 'Why, yes we do! Just sign here if you're interested.' The neighbor walked away shaking their head, muttering something about needing to get their life inspected sooner rather than later.

4. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to EganVance Insurance Agency with a box marked ‘Important Documents.’ As he opened the trunk, he noticed something odd—a small envelope addressed not to anyone in particular but simply labeled: ‘For Next Customer Who Needs Luck Today.’ The delivery driver shrugged and decided to keep it. Later that day, while processing claims, he found himself unusually lucky—all the paperwork went smoothly without any hiccups or delays. Word spread quickly around town, and soon everyone started leaving little envelopes behind for future customers. The next person who walked through the door was none other than a regular named Mr. Jenkins, who joked, 'Guess my luck is finally here!'