About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, an elderly realtor named Jeanette announced over the intercom: 'Ladies and gentlemen, our property management office has just been awarded the Guinness World Record for the most unlucky building in America!' A delivery driver asked curiously, ‘How can a building be “unlucky”?’ Jeanette replied with a smile, ‘Because every time someone moves in, they move out within hours!’ That afternoon, as usual, another tenant packed up their belongings and left—leaving behind only a note that read, ‘Dear Jeanette, thanks for making us feel so unwelcome.’
2. At exactly noon every day, a soft tinkling sound could be heard coming from Jeanette Shelby’s office. A curious neighbor remarked, ‘It almost sounds like someone is playing tiny bells inside.’ No one knew where it came from or who might be responsible. One day, a delivery driver arrived with a package for Ms. Shelby. Curious about the mysterious noises, he peeked into her office and found her gently tapping on an old music box. ‘I thought I was going crazy,’ he admitted sheepishly. The neighbor, overhearing their conversation, laughed heartily: “No, you’re just hearing what we’ve all been hearing!” Since then, everyone in town knows that Jeanette Shelby keeps time—and mood—with her little musical friend.
3. A new delivery driver remarked one afternoon: ‘I’ve never seen so many signs for “SOLD” in one place!’ His colleagues just shrugged and replied, ‘That’s because it’s Jeanette Shelby’s office.’ Another neighbor once joked, ‘She must own every house around here—she sure sells a lot of them!’ A delivery driver, overhearing this, shook his head and said, ‘No, she just knows where all the good deals are.’
4. A young intern, fresh out of college, was hard at work organizing listings on her computer when she noticed something peculiar. Every time she typed in the address of Jeanette Shelby’s office, the cursor would inexplicably jump to the next line, as if someone were pressing Enter. One day, a delivery driver brought in some packages and joked, ‘This place must be haunted—every time I come here, Jeanette Shelby isn’t even here!’ The intern smiled knowingly, thinking back to her mysterious cursor adventures, and replied, ‘Oh, she’s just not typing today.’