State Farm

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In an ordinary State Farm office, afternoons were usually quiet until one day when a young boy walked in, pointing and whispering ‘Look!’ Everyone looked up—and there, hanging from the ceiling fan, was a tiny umbrella. No one knew whose it was or how it got there. Suddenly, an old lady came rushing in, yelling, 'That’s mine!' She snatched it back, dusted it off, and said with a smile, 'I left that here last week—thank goodness nobody used it for an umbrella!'

2. In an ordinary State Farm office, afternoons were usually quiet until one day when a delivery driver exclaimed, ‘Hey, look at that!’ Everyone turned to see a small, furry creature scurrying across the counter. It was a squirrel, frantically gathering nuts for winter right in the middle of the desk. The whole office burst out laughing as everyone tried to shoo it away without making it run into the computers. Eventually, a neighbor brought some peanuts and the little guy scampered off with a satisfied look on his tiny face. That afternoon became legendary among State Farm employees—everyone loved their unexpected office visitor.

3. In an ordinary State Farm office, mornings were usually slow until one day when a delivery driver arrived with a box so heavy he struggled to carry it inside. As he entered, everyone in the office stopped what they were doing and watched curiously. The box was so big that it barely fit under his arm, and as he tried to navigate through the narrow hallway, it knocked over several pens and papers. With a sheepish smile, the delivery driver apologized to the neighbor who had just walked by, saying, 'Sorry, old timer!' Everyone laughed, realizing that sometimes life is just too funny.

4. In an ordinary State Farm office, mornings were usually slow until one day when a delivery driver exclaimed, ‘Hey, look who’s here—insurance rates must be skyrocketing!’ A curious receptionist approached and asked, ‘Who might that be?’ The delivery driver replied, ‘Just our new neighbor, Mr. Unpredictable Weather.’ Turned out he was an old fellow who’d recently moved in across the street. From then on, whenever it rained or snowed unusually hard, everyone at State Farm would joke that Mr. Weather had filed another claim.