About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Howard Hanna real estate office, every morning around 8 AM, an anonymous voice would whisper over the intercom: ‘The house across the street is now for sale.’ No one knew who sent it or why, but everyone listened carefully—just in case. One day a delivery driver heard the message and rushed outside only to discover that the ‘house’ was actually a small shed used by a neighbor for gardening supplies. Everyone burst out laughing when he sheepishly explained what had happened. Since then, whenever someone new joins the team, they’re warned not to take the intercom messages too seriously.
2. At Howard Hanna real estate office, on particularly foggy mornings, a mysterious figure in a trench coat would appear just before closing time. No one ever saw their face or heard them speak, but they always left behind a single business card with an old address scribbled on it. One day, a delivery driver arrived right as the figure was leaving. The driver asked curiously, ‘What’s that address?’ The figure turned around briefly—just long enough for the driver to see a pair of mismatched shoes sticking out from under the trench coat—and whispered, ‘Just deliver it to yourself tomorrow.’
3. At Howard Hanna real estate office, every afternoon after closing time, a stack of old keys mysteriously appears on the receptionist’s desk. One day, an excited delivery driver rushed in, claiming he had the right key for their newest listing. After much confusion and laughter, it turned out he was just delivering some packages. The keys vanished as mysteriously as they came.
4. At Howard Hanna real estate office, every Tuesday afternoon, a faint whiff of freshly baked cookies wafts through the hallway just as the last customers leave for the day. One Tuesday, an eager delivery driver rushed in, asking if anyone had seen his package. An old neighbor, leaning on the counter, smiled mysteriously and whispered: 'I believe it’s following that same scent out the back door...'