Bob Scofield - State Farm Insurance Agent

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver asked Bob Scofield if he’d seen anything unusual lately. ‘Just another day selling insurance,’ Bob replied. But then the driver pointed out: 'What about those strange noises coming from your office after hours?' Finally, Bob admitted there was something odd—every night at exactly seven o’clock, his computer screen lit up with an old game of Solitaire. Turned out it was just his neighbor playing pranks. The moral? Sometimes what seems mysterious is merely someone having too much free time.

2. One day, after closing hours, Bob Scofield heard a strange noise coming from the empty hallway. Curious, he peered around the corner and saw a small dog sniffing curiously at an old poster on the wall. As they approached each other, both stopped abruptly—Bob’s eyes widened as he recognized the dog’s collar tag, which read ‘Lucky.’ Turns out Lucky was a neighborhood stray that had taken up residence in the office during lunch breaks. With a smile, Bob picked up the little fellow and carried him home, promising himself never again to leave his door unlocked.

3. One night, while Bob Scofield was counting papers in his office, he smelled something peculiar—a whiff of freshly baked cookies wafting through the air conditioning. Curious, Bob followed the scent down the hallway and found an envelope stuck to the ceiling fan with a note reading ‘For Mr. Scofield.’ Inside was a bag of assorted cookies and a card signed simply, ‘A grateful customer.’ Turns out, it was just a prank from one of those anonymous thank-you deliveries. Bob laughed it off, but ever since then, he keeps a box of cookies on his desk for unexpected visitors.

4. After hours, when only the neon sign lit up Bob Scofield’s office, a mysterious voice crackled over the intercom: ‘State Farm agent, do you believe in lucky pennies?’ A delivery driver answered, thinking it was another prank. ‘No, ma’am,’ he said. The voice replied, ‘Then maybe you’ll believe in lucky donuts!’ And every morning after that, a fresh box appeared on his desk.