Dutcher & Company Property Management

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the company’s reception area. Among the usual paperwork and brochures lay an old, dusty keyring with no obvious owner. The curious driver asked around, and soon everyone had their own theory—maybe it belonged to a long-forgotten tenant or even a ghostly former employee. Finally, someone suggested trying the keys on the office door. To everyone's surprise, one of them fit perfectly! It turned out that Dutcher & Co. had accidentally inherited a tiny storage unit filled with antique furniture from a distant relative of the previous owner. The discovery became a minor local sensation, and the neighbors started dropping by to see the ‘ghostly’ finds.

2. A new sign appeared overnight on Dutcher & Company’s front lawn. It read: ‘Lost: one set of keys. Reward for return.’ No one claimed responsibility. Days passed, and still no one came forward. Then, one morning, a delivery driver found an envelope under his truck with a note inside: 'Keys returned—please pay reward.' Inside was a single key and a small bag of coins. The next day, another sign appeared: 'Found: one lost sense of humor.'

3. Early one foggy morning, an alarm clock began going off inside Dutcher & Company's office suite. No one claimed ownership of it, and no one could figure out its origin. Finally, a delivery driver arrived with a package addressed to ‘The Owner’—but there was no such person listed. The clock stopped as soon as he opened the box, revealing a new alarm clock exactly like the one that had been missing. Everyone laughed when they realized it was just a practical joke gone awry.

4. Late one night, a security guard patrolling the Dutcher & Company offices heard a strange noise coming from behind the reception desk. Peering around cautiously, he saw a small shadowy figure poking its head out from under the counter. Curious but cautious, the guard quietly approached and called out, ‘Who’s there?’ A tiny voice replied, ‘Just delivering some papers.’ Turning on the light, he found an exhausted-looking mailman slumped beneath the desk, fast asleep with his hat pulled over his eyes. The guard smiled and said, ‘Next time use the front door, okay?’