Law Office of Mark W Wegford

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Law Office of Mark W Wegford with an urgent package. As he approached the door, he heard a strange voice whispering from inside: 'Just leave it on the counter.' Curious but cautious, the driver did as instructed and fled. Since then, late deliveries often arrive without anyone answering. Finally, after weeks of mystery, a neighbor knocked on the office door. ‘Anyone here?’ they called out. Inside, a faint voice replied, ‘Just leave your complaint on the counter.’ The neighbor shrugged, placed their grievance next to the pile, and walked away, never realizing they’d just joined the midnight law firm’s client list.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Law Office of Mark W Wegford and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside. He knocked on the door, but no one answered. Curious, he peered through the window and saw rows upon rows of filing cabinets, each labeled with names like 'Happy Clients' and 'Satisfied Customers.' Suddenly, he heard a voice whispering, ‘Next client, please!’ The delivery guy froze, then realized it was just Mark’s answering machine. Inside, everything seemed normal—until he found a stack of bills addressed to ‘Unhappy Client #1.’ Turns out, Mark had a habit of leaving his office open late for emergencies…and also for practical jokes.’

3. Late one night, when the streets were quiet and the moon hid behind clouds, a delivery driver pulled up to the Law Office of Mark Wegford with an urgent package. As he approached the door, a voice whispered from inside: 'Mark's not here—ask Mr. Paperwork.' The delivery driver knocked gently on the desk, but ‘Mr. Paperwork’ just shuffled some documents around. Finally, he leaned back and said, ‘You’ll have to wait until morning—he’s only out for coffee.’ The driver nodded and settled in for the night, eventually falling asleep amidst the law books. In the morning, everyone found him still there—a sleeping bag, a half-eaten sandwich, and a note reading “Next time, wake me earlier.”

4. Early in the morning, before the first coffee had been brewed, a strange sound echoed through the empty streets. Someone was knocking softly on the door of the Law Office of Mark W Wegford. The door opened slowly, revealing only an early-morning mist and a puzzled neighbor. ‘Mark must be running late,’ she thought, waving goodbye. Inside, Mark yawned, stretched, and noticed his coffee pot was already brewing—someone had left it on overnight. With a smile, he realized that maybe, just maybe, someone was looking out for him after all.