A & J Bookworks

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet hours before dawn, when A & J Bookworks’ doors were usually locked tight, a mysterious van would pull up outside. The delivery driver, always wearing an identical baseball cap and dark glasses, would leave a single package on the doorstep before slipping away into the night. One morning, a regular customer noticed the package and joked that it must be their long-overdue tax refund. As they opened it, out popped a stack of old books—completely unrelated to accounting but smelling wonderfully musty. Turned out, the delivery driver was actually a bibliophile who thought A & J needed some literary inspiration.

2. In the early morning, when A & J Bookworks’ lights flickered on like distant stars, a young boy walked past the window. Suddenly, he stopped and pointed, whispering, ‘Dad, look—books are dancing!’ The father squinted, rubbed his eyes, then laughed softly. ‘Son,’ he said gently, “those aren’t books—they’re just stacks of papers swaying in the breeze.” The boy pouted for a moment before giggling too, realizing his mistake. From that day forward, whenever anyone mentioned A & J Bookworks, they’d smile and say, ‘Oh yeah—that place where the books dance!’

3. At midnight, when A & J Bookworks’ accounts receivable ledger should have been locked tight, a stack of neatly organized invoices began appearing in the manager’s inbox—each one dated from different eras, but always with the same handwriting and the exact same total. One night, after staying late to finish some reports, the manager found an old envelope addressed to ‘A & J’. Inside was a single invoice for $42.17, signed simply as ‘a concerned citizen’. From then on, every now and then, mysterious invoices would appear, each accompanied by notes like ‘pay up’, or ‘your taxes are due!’ Eventually, everyone in town started laughing it off, until one day a delivery driver showed up with an entire box labeled ‘A & J Bookworks Accounts Receivable Ledger – All Past Due’. Turns out, it was just a practical joke by a friendly neighborhood accountant who loved pranks.

4. In the dead of night, when A & J Bookworks' accounting ledgers lay dormant, a mysterious figure began leaving cryptic notes in the employee breakroom. One morning, an intern found a note reading: ‘Your spreadsheet has soul.’ Everyone laughed it off until the coffee machine started humming along with the weekly reports. Turns out, it was just the office cat, practicing his newfound talent for accounting jargon.