Schreiner Realty

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Schreiner Realty, an elderly gentleman named Mr. Jenkins stopped in every morning for coffee and conversation. One day, while flipping through old property listings on the wall, he noticed something peculiar—an address that kept appearing again and again. Curious, he followed the address one rainy afternoon and found himself standing before a quaint little house with a sign reading ‘For Rent.’ The strange part was, it looked exactly like his own home. When asked by the bemused landlord if he wanted to rent it, Mr. Jenkins replied, ‘No thanks, I already live here!’ Everyone laughed, including Mr. Jenkins, who realized it was just another listing from Schreiner’s archives. Afterward, he continued visiting Schreiner Realty daily, but now mostly for their excellent pastries.

2. A young delivery driver arrived early one Monday morning with a box full of brochures. As he approached the front door, he noticed something strange: the mail slot was ajar and seemed to be winking back at him. He opened it cautiously, and out popped an old envelope addressed to ‘Mr. Schreiner’. Curious, he picked up his phone to take a picture for later inspection. Suddenly, a voice boomed from inside: 'Young man, what are you doing?' Startled, he dropped both items, but then realized—with a laugh—they belonged to an elderly neighbor who often left her mail there when she went away on Mondays.

3. ‘I’ll take that corner lot,’ said a new customer at Schreiner Realty, pointing at a plot of land overgrown with weeds and trees. ‘But only if you can guarantee it’s haunted.’ The realtor scratched his head, then grinned. 'Well,' he drawled, 'that's an interesting request.' He leaned closer conspiratorially, whispering, 'Just be careful—last guy who bought it claimed he saw an old man in a fedora mowing the lawn every morning!' The customer laughed heartily, shaking hands with the agent. 'Deal! I'll take my chances with the ghostly gardener.'

4. At Schreiner Realty, a regular walked up to the counter and asked, 'Do you have any listings where I can park my flying saucer?' The agent smiled and replied, ‘Not today, sir, but we do have some beautiful plots for your garden gnomes!’ A regular delivery driver overheard and joked, ‘Next time bring your UFO manual—maybe they’ll list it as an exotic greenhouse!’