About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while making coffee in the break room, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar coming from behind ERA Reardon Realty's old filing cabinets. It sounded like someone whispering 'For sale... for sale...' over and over again. Curious, he peeked inside and found an ancient tape recorder stuck between some dusty folders. Turns out it was just an old employee leaving messages for himself. Since then, whenever anyone mentions ERA Reardon Realty, people wink and say, ‘Oh, you heard that funny story about their talking filing cabinet?’
2. In the dimly lit office of ERA Reardon Realty one afternoon, an eager realtor was showing a potential buyer around when she stopped abruptly. ‘Wait,’ she said, pointing towards the window. ‘Did you see that?’ Outside, across the street, a delivery driver was struggling with his bicycle, trying to balance a massive box while wearing a giant fur hat. The realtor giggled and whispered, 'That's Mr. Johnson from down the block—always looks like he's about to fall over!'
3. After hours of listing properties online, a young intern started noticing strange things out of the corner of her eye. Every time she glanced up from her computer screen, she swore she saw a shadowy figure lurking behind the open door. One day, while searching through old listings, she stumbled upon an ad for a haunted house. Excitedly, she called it in and asked if they had any ghostly sightings. The agent on the other end replied, ‘Oh yes, ma’am—we get a lot of deliveries here!’
4. After hours of listing properties online, a young intern started noticing a peculiar pattern on the parking lot ashes. Every day, around lunchtime, a mysterious figure would leave behind an identical pile of burnt leaves. One day, while following the trail of ash, she stumbled upon an old man watering his plants next to the car park. Turned out he was just burning fallen leaves from his garden. They ended up becoming friends—now every afternoon they have tea together and gossip about local real estate deals over a shared plate of cookies. The legend lives on, but only in the office kitchen.