About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Porcupine Real Estate, whenever a delivery driver left their truck unattended for more than five minutes, their dog would start barking hysterically from inside the car. No one knew why—until one day, a little boy pointed out that the dog’s reflection in the window looked like it was growling back. Soon enough, every time someone parked outside, the dogs would start howling and wagging their tails frantically through the glass. It became such a joke around town that Porcupine Real Estate started selling ‘Dog Reflection Insurance’—a free sticker you could stick on your windshield to calm the canines down. The neighbors even held annual ‘Howl-offs,’ where everyone competed to see whose dog could bark the funniest reflection.
2. At Porcupine Real Estate, whenever a delivery driver left their truck unattended for more than five minutes, a small porcupine would appear from nowhere and sit on the hood of the vehicle. A regular exclaimed one day, ‘I thought only cars had quirks!’ Soon enough, word spread around town that Porcupine Real Estate had its very own resident porcupine. Neighbors started leaving snacks on the porch as a peace offering, while delivery drivers honked their horns before dashing inside. One day, an especially impatient client asked the agent, ‘Why do you always keep your office door open?’ The agent replied with a smile, ‘Because our little friend prefers working outdoors.’
3. At Porcupine Real Estate, whenever a delivery driver left their truck unattended for more than five minutes, the office phone would ring insistently—even if no one had dialed it. One day, a new delivery driver arrived, clearly nervous. As soon as he stepped away from his truck, the phone went nuts. Everyone burst out laughing when he rushed back, only to see an old lady next door waving cheerfully and saying, ‘Just wanted to say hello!’
4. At Porcupine Real Estate, whenever a delivery driver left their truck unattended for more than five minutes, a mysterious voice would suddenly shout from behind the counter: ‘Hey! Did you know our listings include a haunted mansion on Elm Street?’ One day, an exasperated delivery driver finally snapped and asked back: ‘And who exactly is buying that place?’ The voice replied cheerfully, ‘Oh, don’t worry! A regular’s already signed the papers.’