Jason Bramblett Real Estate

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A neighbor was watering his garden one morning when he noticed something strange happening across the street. The realtor’s sign outside Jason Bramblett’s office seemed to move ever so slightly in the breeze—except there was no wind. Curious, the neighbor tiptoed over and peered closer. Suddenly, a tiny figure emerged from behind the sign—a mischievous squirrel, nibbling on a nut and pretending to be the moving sign. A delivery driver laughed, shaking his head: ‘That’s why they say Bramblett’s got a green thumb for selling houses!’

2. A realtor was showing a house one afternoon when she heard an odd noise coming from inside the walls. "Is that a mouse?” asked a curious visitor. "No,” replied the agent, “I’m pretty sure it’s Jason Bramblett trying to sell us the place.” Just then, a delivery driver knocked on the door. ‘Package for Mrs. Bramblett,’ he said. The agent turned pale and whispered, ‘Quickly, pretend you’re her!’ They swapped places, and the relieved agent fled outside while the driver calmly signed for himself as ‘Jason Bramblett.’

3. A realtor was showing a house one day when she overheard a curious conversation between two delivery drivers outside. "Did you hear that?” one asked, “the house is haunted!” The other laughed, but then added, “I saw Jason Bramblett last week—said he’s never seen anything like it.” Soon enough, word spread around town, and every time someone new moved in, they’d ask Jason if there were any ghost stories attached. One day, an old lady knocked on his door and said, ‘Mr. Bramblett, I heard your place has some spooky history.’ He smiled and replied, ‘Madam, my only ghosts are those pesky sales targets!’

4. A realtor was showing a house one evening when she spotted a mysterious figure lurking in the shadows of the backyard. As they approached closer for a better look, the figure suddenly vanished into thin air, leaving behind only a faint echo of laughter. The realtor called out to her colleague inside the house, who came running with a flashlight. Together they searched every corner but found nothing. Later that night, while tidying up, they discovered a misplaced brochure from another listing—folded into the shape of a tiny rabbit and placed precisely where the figure had stood. Everyone agreed it must’ve been just a prankster having fun.