The Texas CE Real Estate School

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was just another quiet morning in downtown Dallas when a regular passing by The Texas CE Real Estate School noticed something peculiar coming from inside—a strange humming sound, like an old record player stuck on repeat. Curious, they peered through the window and saw only rows of desks, but then someone spotted an old vinyl record spinning aimlessly on a dusty turntable. A regular whispered, ‘Maybe it’s their new marketing gimmick—real estate school teaches you to sell even old records!’ Soon enough, a delivery driver arrived with boxes labeled 'CDs,' completely missing the joke.

2. A little girl visiting her grandparents pointed excitedly one afternoon. ‘Grandma, grandpa,’ she said, ‘look at that man walking backwards into the office!’ Her parents and grandmother exchanged puzzled glances until they noticed the real estate school sign reading ‘CE Real Estate School—Walking Backwards Since 1987.’ One day a delivery driver pulled up curiously. ‘Excuse me,’ he asked, ‘do you mind explaining why everyone here walks backward?’ The receptionist smiled warmly, replying, ‘Oh, no reason sir, it’s just our unique way of ensuring clients always see us in our best light.’

3. A delivery driver pulled up to The Texas CE Real Estate School one morning, puzzled by an odd item on his truck's dashboard. 'What’s this?' he muttered, pointing to a tiny plastic cowbell. He shrugged and rang the bell gently. Out popped a friendly receptionist with a smile, saying, ‘Oh, that? It’s our secret signal for when you’re running late.’ The delivery driver blinked, then burst out laughing. From that day on, whenever anyone was delayed, they’d discreetly ring the little cowbell.'

4. One day, while a realtor was giving a tour inside The Texas CE Real Estate School, an old vinyl record started playing on its own from an unseen turntable. The guide continued talking over it, but everyone could clearly hear Bing Crosby singing 'White Christmas'—even though no one had pressed play. As they walked through the hallways, another record began spinning—a scratchy version of ‘Happy Birthday’ followed by someone humming ‘God Bless America’. Everyone turned around, only to see an elderly janitor nodding along with a smile, pushing his mop. He winked and said, ‘Just keeping things…spirited!’