About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At around midnight, an anonymous voice crackled over Randy Neal Blackburn’s office intercom: ‘Mr. Blackburn, your client list is growing faster than you can invoice them.’ The next morning, Mr. Blackburn found a new client—an enthusiastic delivery driver who insisted on paying with a bag full of unmarked envelopes. When he opened one, it contained only a note reading: 'Welcome to our team!' Since then, his invoices are always delivered promptly.
2. At dawn, when most accountants are just brewing their first cup of coffee, a mysterious envelope arrived at Randy Neal Blackburn’s desk. Inside was a single sheet with cryptic numbers and the note: 'Balance Sheet of Future.' Curious, Randy spent weeks deciphering the symbols until one evening he found himself laughing out loud—numbers were for taxes, but these were for lottery tickets! The next morning, a delivery driver asked if he needed more envelopes. Turned out, it was just Randy’s neighbor playing an April Fool’s prank.
3. At lunchtime, a delivery driver knocked on Randy Neal Blackburn’s door with a mysterious package. ‘It says it’s for Mr. Blackburn,’ he said, raising an eyebrow. Inside was a dusty old ledger labeled ‘Accounts Receivable, 1897.’ Curious, Randy opened it and found pages filled with names like ‘Ivanov & Sons’ and ‘Sokolov Co.’ He scratched his head, then called out: ‘Anybody here named Ivanov or Sokolov?’ A neighbor replied from across the street, waving cheerfully. Randy laughed, realizing the ledger belonged to someone else entirely—just another quirky city tale.
4. At closing time, an old man walked into Randy Neal Blackburn’s office and asked, 'Do you know where I can find someone who understands numbers better than life itself?' Blackburn looked puzzled for a moment, then smiled and said, ‘Why don’t you try my colleague, Sally? She once balanced the budget of a talking squirrel.’ The old man left, muttering something about auditing elusive rodents.