About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In an old insurance agency in downtown Chicago, Carolyn Dorsey’s desk always had a strange glow after dark. One evening, her young son asked, ‘Mom, why does your office light up like that?’ Mrs. Dorsey smiled and explained, 'It's just my computer, honey—working late.' The next day, a delivery driver noticed the same glow and thought it was a neon sign welcoming him for coffee breaks. A neighbor swore he saw Mrs. Dorsey dancing behind her desk during lunch hour. But Carolyn never admitted anything, leaving everyone with a good laugh—and a healthy curiosity about what really goes on inside that mysterious insurance agency.
2. In an old insurance agency in downtown New York, every morning a small pigeon would land on the ledge outside Carolyn Dorsey’s window and stare intently at the framed certificates on her wall. No one else seemed to notice it, but the bird returned each day with the same curious gaze until one fateful afternoon when it suddenly spread its wings and… Finally, on that fateful afternoon, the pigeon flapped its wings and launched itself into the air, swooping down towards Ms. Dorsey's desk. Startled, she looked up just as the bird landed on top of her spectacles, causing them to slide right off and onto the floor. With a startled squawk, the pigeon took wing again, while Ms. Dorsey picked up her glasses and shook her head with a smile, muttering, 'Another fine mess you've gotten me into today, little fellow.'
3. In an old insurance agency in San Francisco, whenever a delivery driver brought packages to Carolyn Dorsey's desk, their dog would start barking uncontrollably—even if it never left its owner's side. One day, a new delivery driver arrived with a basket of fresh flowers for Carolyn. As soon as he placed them on her desk, her dog went ballistic, jumping and howling like never before. Turned out, the flowers were actually for the delivery driver’s wife next door—and his dog was just trying to help him get noticed!
4. In an old insurance agency in Boston, one day a regular noticed something peculiar on the receptionist’s desk: a tiny, perfectly folded origami crane that changed positions each time he visited. Finally, after months of watching, our ‘regular’ dared ask the receptionist about the mysterious bird. With a twinkle in her eye, she replied, 'Oh, that's just Carolyn's secret stress reliever.' Turned out, every time someone mentioned it, she’d rearrange it as a joke. The regular walked away smiling—now he knew not to take life too seriously, especially when waiting for insurance quotes.