Keller Williams Realty

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when Keller Williams Realty office usually sleeps, a delivery driver noticed something strange: a shadowy figure darting between desks, whispering real estate jargon in empty rooms. Curious, the driver followed the ghostly voice into an unused corner where he found only a dusty old brochure for ‘ghost-free homes.’ Turning around, he saw an embarrassed-looking neighbor waving from across the street, having mistaken his truck’s headlights for another late-night showing.

2. At midnight, when Keller Williams Realty office is dark and quiet, a delivery driver heard an unusual humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw a light flickering on its own. The driver knocked gently, but no one answered. He decided to investigate further only to discover that the lights were controlled by a faulty timer set to mimic occupancy after hours. As he left, laughing softly, he overheard someone inside muttering, ‘Another day, another ghost story for Keller Williams.’

3. In the early morning, before anyone else arrived, a delivery driver found an unusual package on the reception desk at Keller Williams Realty. Curious but cautious, he picked it up only to discover it contained nothing more than a stack of old business cards and a note reading: ‘Call me if you want to sell your dreams.’ Over the next few days, several employees noticed strange occurrences—photos mysteriously swapped out, listings slightly altered, and even some clients’ names changed to ‘Dreamer.’ Eventually, one brave agent called the number on the card. A voice answered, ‘Hello? This is Dreams speaking… Are you ready to sell?’ The whole office burst into laughter when they realized it was just their colleague’s practical joke.

4. At dawn, when Keller Williams Realty office usually sleeps, a delivery driver heard an urgent announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention all agents! The house across the street has spontaneously started singing old country songs!’ Curious, he walked closer and saw that the windows were glowing with soft blue light, as if the walls themselves were humming along. Inside, he spotted an elderly gentleman dancing around in his underwear, waving a dustpan like a microphone. Startled but amused, the delivery guy knocked on the door, asking what was going on. With a twinkle in his eye, the neighbor replied, 'Just clearing out some ghostly tenants—turns out they had terrible taste in music!'