American Fidelity Assurance Company

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One foggy morning, an old delivery driver was navigating the narrow corridors of American Fidelity Assurance Company, humming softly to himself. Suddenly, he stumbled upon a dusty corner where a mysterious door seemed to appear out of nowhere. Curious, he opened it slowly, revealing a dimly lit room filled with old ledgers and forgotten documents. On the desk sat an ancient typewriter, its keys sticking out at odd angles. As he approached, the machine began to tap out a single message: 'Dear Sir, please deliver this letter to Mrs. Smith.' Confused but intrigued, our delivery driver found an envelope addressed to someone in town. Turns out, it was just an old employee’s prank—ended up delivering cookies instead!'

2. In the dimly lit basement of American Fidelity Assurance Company, a night watchman dozed off while listening to old jazz records. Suddenly, he heard footsteps approaching from behind. Startled awake, he spun around—and found himself face-to-face with an empty suit jacket dangling from a coat hanger. The watchman blinked and rubbed his eyes, wondering if he’d been dreaming. Just then, another suit sleeve dangled out of nowhere, followed by a tie and a pair of polished shoes. With a laugh, he picked up the ensemble and said, ‘Guess someone forgot their tuxedo tonight!’

3. In the quiet hallway of American Fidelity Assurance Company, a small dog began barking furiously one rainy afternoon. Noises from inside drew curious neighbors, but when they peeked through the window, nothing seemed out of place. Curious neighbors peered in, but only found an empty office and a puzzled receptionist. Suddenly, the dog stopped barking and yawned, stretching its little paws. A delivery driver mentioned hearing a faint sound of thunder outside—perhaps that was the culprit all along? Everyone laughed, realizing how easily frightened a small dog can be.

4. In the late afternoon shadows, a curious neighbor peered through the fence and asked: ‘Why does the same man always leave in a hurry after visiting that old building?’ ‘Oh,’ said another neighbor, joining the conversation. ‘He’s just an old delivery driver who delivers mysterious packages there every day.’ A smile spread across their faces as they realized the truth: the building was simply too small for all those boxes he carried inside.