About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One stormy night, an accountant named Ryan was closing up shop when he heard a voice from behind the counter. ‘Mr. Gunsauls,’ it said in a deep Irish accent, ‘you’ve got a client who’s been overcharging you for years.’ Curious, Ryan followed the voice and found himself face-to-face with a grinning old man wearing a tweed suit. The man introduced himself as Mr. O’Donnell, a long-lost relative of the firm. With a twinkle in his eye, Mr. O’Donnell explained that he’d been helping them out anonymously for decades—just to keep things interesting. Since then, Ryan occasionally hears whispers around the office, but never takes them too seriously… until his taxes are due.
2. At dawn one foggy morning, an accountant named Ryan was frantically preparing tax returns for a big client due that afternoon. Suddenly, his printer started whispering numbers and dates in Gaelic. Confused but intrigued, Ryan followed the Gaelic whispers outside. There, leaning against a lamp post, stood a gruff-looking delivery driver with a box under his arm. ‘Aye,’ he said, “I brought ye these—turn out yer printer’s been talking to me instead.” The next day, everyone in town knew not to trust their printers after midnight.
3. One autumn afternoon, while Ryan was meticulously balancing books, a small dog burst through the front door, its tail wagging furiously and papers scattering everywhere. Confused and startled, Ryan chased after the little intruder, only to discover it belonged to a regular who’d forgotten to bring his pooch in from the garden. With apologies all around, Ryan managed to gather up the scattered documents just as an amused delivery driver arrived with that week’s invoices. The end result? A happy ending—except for the bookkeeping, which still needed some careful sorting.
4. In the quiet hours before dawn, a young child walked into Ryan’s office and pointed excitedly towards the ceiling. ‘Look!’ they whispered, pointing at something invisible to everyone else. Mr. Gunsauls squinted up at the ceiling, trying to see what the kid saw. Suddenly, he heard a voice from above: 'Hey! Can you please turn off that noisy fan?' Everyone burst out laughing—turns out it was just an old air conditioner playing tricks on them.