Jay Finn, CPA

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Jay Finn’s office and noticed something odd in the parking lot—a small wooden box, wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. He shrugged it off as someone else’s forgotten lunchbox but couldn’t help glancing back as he drove away. Later that day, Jay himself spotted the same mysterious package while leaving for lunch. Curious, he opened it to find…nothing inside except a note reading: ‘To Jay, thanks for always being there for us!’ Turns out, his neighbors had been secretly delivering these empty boxes as a way of saying they appreciated his accounting skills.’

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Jay Finn's office and heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw Mr. Finn dancing enthusiastically while balancing stacks of papers on his head. The delivery driver cleared his throat nervously, not sure if he should interrupt or just drive away. Just then, Mr. Finn suddenly tripped over his own feet, sending papers flying everywhere. With a sheepish smile, he waved the driver in and invited him for coffee, explaining that it was just another late-night accounting ritual. The two ended up chatting until dawn, bonding over shared stories of long days and even longer nights.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Jay Finn’s office and saw an unusual sight: a neighbor frantically waving from inside the window. Curious, the driver knocked on the door, but no one answered. Peering through the window, he saw Jay hunched over his desk, diligently working away. Turns out, Jay was just finishing some late-night paperwork—nothing more exciting than that.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Jay Finn’s office and saw a small dog peeking out from under the door. The animal seemed curious but wary, as if it had been hiding there for some time. The delivery driver knelt down and called softly, ‘Hey little guy, come here!’ To everyone’s surprise, the dog trotted right over and sat obediently next to him. It turned out to be a well-trained pooch that belonged to none other than Jay Finn himself—a regular sight around town, always helping his neighbors with their taxes.