Thomas vu Hoang

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, an accountant named Thomas noticed something strange: every Tuesday at exactly 8 PM, a mysterious envelope appeared on his desk. Inside were cryptic notes about hidden savings accounts and secret tax deductions. Confused and intrigued, Thomas followed one of the clues to a local coffee shop. There, he met an elderly gentleman who whispered, 'Just do your job right, son.' Turned out, it was just a prank from a regular trying to teach him to claim all his deductions. The next Tuesday, Thomas found not only an envelope but also a free pastry.

2. Early one morning, when most offices were still quiet, a delivery driver pulled up outside Thomas Vu Hoang’s accounting firm. The sun hadn’t quite risen yet, and the street was empty except for a lone pigeon cooing in the distance. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, the driver heard a faint humming coming from inside the building. Curious, the driver peered through the window and saw Mr. Vu Hoang dancing around his desk, eyes closed, tapping away on his calculator with an expression of pure joy. Turned out he’d found an old Vietnamese folk song on his phone during lunch break and couldn’t stop humming it all day. The delivery guy smiled, shook his head, and quietly drove off—leaving behind a happy accountant who never even noticed him.

3. Late one night, a neighbor walked their dog past Thomas’s office window. The dog kept staring at something on the wall, its eyes glowing eerily in the dim light. Curious, the neighbor peered inside and saw nothing unusual—a computer screen lit up with numbers and graphs. But then they noticed Thomas himself, completely absorbed, whispering softly to himself, ‘Revenue minus expenses equals profit… or is it happiness?’ The neighbor laughed and patted the dog, saying, “Guess he found his own kind of accounting magic.”

4. In the early hours of dawn, a delivery driver pulled up outside Thomas’s office building. Curious, Thomas stepped out for a stretch and found a mysterious package on the loading dock. Inside was a note: ‘Open only if you’re not afraid of numbers.’ Thomas carefully opened the envelope. Out fell hundreds of tiny receipts—everyone from McDonald’s to dry cleaners—and each had a different number scribbled on it. Confused but intrigued, he started adding them up. After an hour, his neighbor knocked on the door asking why his calculator was beeping so loudly. Turns out, the total came to exactly $19.99—a perfect round tip for the delivery driver.