Fairway Independent Mortgage Company

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually warm autumn morning when a delivery driver pulled up to Fairway Independent Mortgage Company. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something odd: the office door stood wide open, despite the chilly breeze outside. He peered inside and saw only empty desks and computers humming softly. Then, from behind him came a familiar voice: ‘Morning, delivery guy! Did you bring those documents?’ It was just his neighbor, who worked remotely from home that day. They both laughed it off as another small town mystery solved over coffee.

2. It was a quiet Monday afternoon when a Fairway employee heard an unusual humming sound coming from the basement. Curious, he descended the stairs and found himself face-to-face with a peculiar sight—a small, old radio playing an endless loop of 80s pop hits. As he approached closer, the radio suddenly started playing ‘I’ll Be There for You’ by Bonnie Tyler. The employee smiled, thinking it might be some sort of quirky prank. But then, just as he turned around, everyone in the office heard the same song on their desktops—synchronized like clockwork. Turned out, a delivery driver had accidentally left his radio behind, and now Fairway’s theme song was an 80s power ballad.

3. It was a typical Thursday morning when a Fairway employee overheard a customer muttering under their breath: ‘I’ll never understand why they named it “Fairway”.’ The employee smiled and thoughtfully replied, 'Maybe because everyone here is on a journey to financial freedom!' The customer looked puzzled for a moment before breaking into laughter, realizing that sometimes life—and mortgage names—can be quite absurd.

4. It was a slow Wednesday afternoon when a realtor in Fairway Independent Mortgage Company noticed something peculiar on their computer screen. A client's mortgage application seemed to be processing itself, filling out forms and clicking buttons without any human intervention. The realtor watched, perplexed, as the application completed every step flawlessly—even signing the digital documents with an eerie precision. Just as they were about to call for help, the printer started printing out the closing papers… but instead of legal jargon, it spewed out coupons for pizza and ice cream. Turns out, someone had accidentally uploaded a marketing flyer from the local delivery service.