Edgewater CPA Group

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Edgewater CPA Group and noticed something odd: the lights were on late, but there was no sound of typing or clicking calculators. Curious, he knocked on the door—and heard only silence inside. Finally, the delivery driver opened the door ever so slightly—only to be greeted by an eerie sight: a lone calculator sitting quietly on the desk, blinking its red error light. Inside, everything was pitch-black except for one tiny lamp, casting shadows that looked like rows upon rows of invisible accountants, frantically working away in their sleep. The next morning, everyone found out that it was just an old accountant who’d fallen asleep with his calculator propped open.

2. One evening, an accountant named Sarah was working late when she heard a voice from behind her desk. ‘Excuse me,’ it said softly. She turned around but saw no one. Curious, she looked under the desk—nothing there. Puzzled, she went back to work only to hear the same quiet whisper again: ‘Your numbers are singing.’ Curious, Sarah leaned closer and thought she saw a faint shadow near the filing cabinet. Just as she squinted to get a better look, a box of old invoices fell with a loud thud. Startled, she jumped up and exclaimed, 'Who's there?' Only to hear a muffled laugh from outside the office door. Turning around, she found herself facing a smiling delivery driver who had come to drop off some new stationery. 'Numbers do love a good tune,' he winked.

3. One morning, while an early bird accountant was crunching numbers, someone knocked softly on the window of the Edgewater CPA Group office. Curious, she turned around and saw only a delivery driver with a confused look on his face holding a package addressed to ‘Mr. Numbers.’ Realizing her mistake, she laughed gently, waved him in, and explained the mix-up over a cup of coffee.

4. Late one night, as an accountant was finishing some final figures, he thought he heard a faint humming coming from the empty office next door. Curious, he peered through the crack in his door and saw only shadows dancing on the wall. Suddenly, a voice whispered, ‘Do you know the secret of perfect balance?’ Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with a ghostly delivery driver who insisted they needed to discuss ‘depreciation schedules.’ After a few minutes of this, our hero declared, ‘I’ll take your word for it!’ and went back to his numbers, never quite sure if he’d imagined the whole thing.