Harbour Point Estates Management Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Harbour Point Estates Management Office and noticed something peculiar: an eerie humming sound seemed to be coming from inside the building. Curious but not alarmed, he parked his truck and peered through the glass doors. Inside, he saw only empty desks and quiet computers. Then, one of the monitors flickered to life—an old game of Solitaire was open, with the cursor blinking impatiently on the first card. Startled, the driver cleared his throat, but no one answered. Finally, a voice from behind said, ‘Finally here… I’ve been waiting ages!’ Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with a grumpy-looking teddy bear sitting in an empty chair.

2. At dawn one morning, an estate agent arrived early for her shift and noticed something peculiar outside the office window—a mysterious shadowy figure seemed to be moving between the buildings. Curious, she peered closer through the glass, thinking it might be a regular delivering packages or a neighbor out for a walk. But as she watched, the figure suddenly waved—an old-fashioned greeting that looked more like someone trying to hail a ghostly taxi than signal another person. With a laugh, she opened the door, only to find an empty street and a small note on her desk: ‘Sorry I’m late today!’

3. At dusk one night, a neighbor walking their dog heard a strange humming sound coming from behind the office building. Curious, they followed the noise and found an old radio antenna on top of the roof, broadcasting static that sounded like humming. The next day, everyone in the neighborhood received a friendly note apologizing for the disturbance—signed simply, ‘an overzealous antenna.’

4. One day after work, a delivery driver dropped off packages and noticed something unusual in the management office parking lot—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper with no label or return address. The delivery driver picked up the box curiously but soon shrugged it off as someone’s forgotten package. Later that evening, while walking his dog around the estate, he overheard two neighbors gossiping about strange goings-on near the office. Turns out, everyone had seen the same unmarked box. The next morning, when the manager opened her mailbox, she found another identical box—this time addressed to herself. And so began Harbour Point’s annual tradition of leaving anonymous boxes for each other during the holidays.