Kittle Real Estate

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A little boy named Timmy was visiting his grandparents when he spotted something peculiar outside Kittle Real Estate office. Every time he looked through the window, the man inside seemed to be talking to himself, nodding vigorously and pointing at empty air. Curious, Timmy approached the door and called out, ‘Grandpa, what’s that man saying to nobody?’ Grandpa chuckled, ‘Oh, don’t mind him, sonny. That’s Mr. Kittle just pretending to show a virtual house to a delivery driver.’

2. One morning, an excited delivery driver exclaimed to no one in particular: ‘I just sold my first listing through Kittle Real Estate!’ Since then, everyone around town has been whispering that the office is haunted by ghostly agents who close deals overnight. One night, a neighbor heard strange voices coming from the office and peeked inside curiously. To his surprise, he saw only empty desks and dusty listings—no ghosts in sight. Turned out, it was just a regular delivering pizza, practicing his closing lines for the next day’s sales meeting.

3. One day, an enthusiastic realtor announced to her colleagues, 'Our listing today is simply too good to be true!' She continued excitedly, ‘It’s a house with seven bedrooms, three kitchens, and a secret passage leading to nowhere!’ Her colleague looked puzzled but amused, saying, ‘That must be why it’s listed for just one dollar.’ The enthusiastic realtor smiled sheepishly and replied, ‘Exactly! It’s perfect for someone who wants to live large on a tiny budget—like a delivery driver or a regular guy with lots of friends!’

4. One afternoon, a curious realtor asked her colleague, "Did you hear about our new listing on Maple Street?" My colleague shook his head and whispered, ‘Apparently, it’s haunted by an old lady who refuses to leave until she finds her perfect match.’ We all laughed nervously, knowing full well that some clients might actually believe such tales. The listing stayed unsold for months—until one day, a regular guy from down the street walked in and said, “I’m it.”