About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, while a delivery driver was dropping off packages outside Chip McPhee’s office, he heard an unusual sound coming from inside—a soft, rhythmic tapping that seemed almost musical. Curious, he peeked through the window and saw Mr. McPhee tapping his pen against his desk in perfect time with something unseen. The delivery driver watched for several minutes, amused but puzzled, until he noticed another sound—soft laughter coming from within. Inside, Mr. McPhee was humming along, completely oblivious to the spectator. When the driver left, he overheard Mr. McPhee saying to himself, ‘State Farm, state farm… I’ve got you covered even when you’re dancing!’
2. At dawn, when most offices were quiet, an unusual sound echoed through Chip McPhee's parking lot. A neighbor's dog had mistaken the insurance agent's sign for a new kind of toy and was relentlessly trying to pull it apart. Finally, Chip rushed out, yelling at the dog to stop. To everyone’s surprise, the canine dropped the sign and ran off with a puzzled look on its face. Later that day, a delivery driver joked, ‘Guess Chip’s got himself a new client—one who won’t miss a payment!’
3. At lunchtime, when Chip McPhee stepped out for a smoke, he noticed something peculiar. A small dog kept staring up at him from across the street, its eyes fixed on the insurance agent's badge. Was it just coincidence, or did the little pooch understand more than anyone realized? As Chip approached the curious canine, he smiled and scratched behind its ear. The dog wagged its tail furiously, then suddenly ran off, stopping only to turn around and wave goodbye with its paw. Chip laughed, shaking his head, and returned to work—convinced that maybe, just maybe, some dogs really do understand us better than we realize.
4. At breakfast one morning, a regular was reading the paper and sipping coffee when he heard a strange noise coming from Chip McPhee’s office next door. Curious, he got up and peeked inside. Chip was on the phone, explaining with a straight face that his new policy covered ‘acts of God, acts of man, and even acts of mischievous leprechauns.’ A delivery driver overheard him and asked if he could add ‘acts of really slow snails’ too. Everyone had a good laugh.