Mike Tiffany: Allstate Insurance

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. A delivery driver was making his rounds one afternoon when he noticed something peculiar outside Mike Tiffany’s Allstate Insurance office. The sign above the door seemed to blink on and off in sync with the hum of the air conditioner. Curious, the driver approached the building and saw nothing out of place—just an old, flickering neon sign. He shrugged it off as a quirk of the aging signage and continued his route. Later that evening, while walking home, he heard someone call his name from behind. Turning around, he found Mr. Tiffany waving cheerfully from his porch. ‘Hey there!’ said the insurer. “Just wanted to say thanks for keeping my sign company in business!”

2. A delivery driver was making his rounds one morning when he noticed an unusual package on the insurance company's loading dock. Curious, he picked it up—it felt like a small statue wrapped in old newspapers. Carefully unwrapping it, he found a tiny ceramic cat with a mischievous smile and the words ‘Allstate Insurance’ engraved on its paw. Turns out, it was a promotional gift for employees. The delivery driver kept it as a lucky charm, and from then on, every package delivered there had a little extra care—just in case it contained another furry friend.

3. Early one foggy morning, a delivery driver was making his rounds when he spotted an odd sight outside Mike Tiffany’s office. The usually quiet building seemed aglow with an eerie light. Curious, he approached and saw that the glow came from dozens of neon signs spelling out ‘Allstate Insurance’—each one slightly askew. It turned out Mr. Tiffany had been rearranging them for a new promotional campaign. As the driver left, he overheard Mr. Tiffany saying to himself, 'Now if only I could get people as excited about insurance as they are about these signs!'

4. A delivery driver was making his rounds early one autumn morning when he heard someone shout from inside Mike Tiffany’s office: ‘Hey, wait a minute—didn’t I already pay for that?’ The delivery driver paused, puzzled but curious. He walked into the office and saw an old man standing next to Mr. Tiffany's desk, holding a receipt. 'You must be mistaken,' Mr. Tiffany smiled warmly. 'This is our new time machine!' The neighbors still joke about it every time they renew their policies.