About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as a delivery driver pulled up outside Owner Managed Homes, he noticed something peculiar on the office door: ‘If you see a ghost, don’t be alarmed—we’re hiring!’ Curious, our delivery driver stepped inside and found an old lady with a broom, dusting shelves. 'Looking for a job?' she asked. He nodded, and she replied, 'Well, I’m not hiring today, but if you ever want to clean ghosts off our listings, give me a ring!' The driver left, laughing so hard his truck nearly drove itself.
2. One day, an eager realtor arrived early at Owner Managed Homes to prepare for showings. As she unlocked the door, she found a mysterious package on the reception desk—complete with a note reading ‘Open only when business is slow.’ She carefully opened it and inside was a tiny bottle of perfume labeled ‘Success Scents’ along with a card that read, ‘When business is slow, spritz and wait.’ She did as instructed, and within minutes, her phone buzzed non-stop with interested buyers. However, after a while, she noticed everyone wanted to see houses at exactly 9:08 AM—when she checked her watch, it always seemed to be stuck at that time. Reluctantly, she left it alone, and ever since then, her listings sold like hotcakes during breakfast hours!’
3. At dawn, when most houses were still asleep, a delivery driver pulled up outside Owner Managed Homes. Something unusual caught his eye—a small, handwritten sign on the door read ‘Closed until further notice—we’re moving homes’. Curious, he knocked gently. A sleepy voice answered from inside: 'Just a minute!' Moments later, an old neighbor appeared in pajamas, rubbing his eyes and saying, 'Good morning! We’ve moved our office to Starbucks—same team, same smiles!' The delivery driver laughed and shook his head, muttering, 'Next time I’ll check Google Maps first.'
4. At dusk, while a little girl played in her backyard near Owner Managed Homes, she suddenly screamed and pointed towards one of the showcasing properties. Her parents rushed over to see what had startled her—and there, on the empty lot next door, stood a life-size cardboard cutout of a smiling realtor waving hello. As it turned out, the cardboard cutout was actually an advertisement for a new furniture store opening nearby. The smiling realtor was just a mannequin promoting sofas and armchairs—though nobody could figure out why they chose such a peculiar way to attract customers.