JLL

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the early morning fog, when JLL real estate office usually sleeps, a delivery driver noticed something odd. A stack of old maps and blueprints kept appearing on his truck’s dashboard, each one bearing an unfamiliar street name. Finally, he drove into the parking lot, only to find that every map pointed towards the same abandoned warehouse down the road. Curious, our delivery driver knocked on the door—and found it unlocked. Inside was an old man dozing off with a sign reading ‘JLL Neighborhood Watch.’

2. In the dead of night, while JLL’s offices were dark and quiet, a faint humming sound began drifting through the empty corridors. At first, no one noticed—it sounded like an old refrigerator from the basement. But then, one late-night worker heard it too. Curious, they followed the noise until they found an old radio, long forgotten in a dusty corner. Turning it off, the hum stopped instantly, leaving everyone with a good laugh and a lesson: sometimes, the office ghosts are just old radios left on standby.

3. In the late afternoon sunshine, an ordinary envelope landed on JLL’s reception desk—unaddressed, unstamped, and unsigned. The receptionist picked it up curiously but found nothing inside except a single folded piece of paper with one word scribbled in pencil: ‘Check.’ The receptionist shrugged and decided to follow the mysterious note's instruction. She opened her laptop and typed 'check' into the internal search engine. Suddenly, a colleague across the office leaned over and whispered, 'Oh no, you didn’t!' Sure enough, everyone had received the same note that day. Turned out someone was playing a prank because the coffee machine was broken again. Everyone laughed, and soon after, fresh coffee arrived.

4. At closing time, when JLL agents lock up for the day, a mysterious voice crackles over the intercom: ‘Anyone seen my cat? She must be around here somewhere.’ One night, a delivery driver hears the voice and calls out, ‘She’s probably hiding in that box of brochures!’ The next morning, an embarrassed agent explains, ‘Oh no, she loves our glossy leaflets.’