State Farm

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver arrived early one morning, puzzled by an unfamiliar sound coming from inside State Farm’s quiet office building. As he opened the door, he found himself staring at a strange sight: rows upon rows of life-sized paper cutouts, each one wearing a different expression of surprise. Curious, the driver approached closer and noticed that every paper cutout had its mouth wide open in shock—except for one, who was calmly sipping coffee from a thermos. Turns out, it was just a new employee pranking everyone on their first day. The delivery guy left with a smile, wondering if his own job might involve similar surprises someday.

2. In the quiet town of Springfield, when State Farm agents were settling in for their morning coffee break, they often heard strange whispers coming through the open windows. ‘Who’s insuring that ghostly policy?’ quipped one agent, but no one could explain where the voices were really coming from. One day a delivery driver stopped by and asked if anyone had seen his package—was it maybe attached to an invisible policy? A neighbor chimed in, suggesting they should check with the local ghostbusters agency next door. The agents just shook their heads and went back to their coffee, muttering something about another mysterious claim.

3. In the small town of Maplewood, after hours, a strange humming noise could be heard echoing through the empty halls of State Farm's office building. Curious neighbors began investigating and found nothing but old computers softly whirring in the dark. Turned out it was just an ancient server keeping State Farm’s records alive long after everyone went home. The hum became part of Maplewood’s lore until one day, a delivery driver brought in a new, quieter server—ending the mystery with a simple fix.

4. In a sleepy suburb, a regular stopped by State Farm one afternoon and asked with a twinkle in his eye: ‘Do you ever get those days when your office seems to be talking back?’ The agent smiled knowingly. 'Oh yes,' she said, tapping her pen thoughtfully. 'Yesterday my computer insisted on calling me “Dear Customer” even though I’m the one paying!' The regular laughed heartily, realizing they’d both been had by the quirks of modern technology.