Templeton Smithee Hayes Heinrich & Russell, LLP

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the late afternoon, as lawyers were wrapping up their day at Templeton Smithee Hayes Heinrich & Russell, LLP, a mysterious voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that today’s weather forecast predicts rainbows for everyone leaving the building.’ One of the associates looked up skeptically and quipped, 'I’ll believe it when I see my first pot of gold!' Just then, an old man walking his dog approached the entrance, holding aloft a tiny umbrella. Everyone burst into laughter—except him, who just smiled and said, 'Better safe than sorry.'

2. In the early morning hours, a delivery driver pulled up to Templeton Smithee's loading dock and noticed something peculiar—a faint humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw an unusual sight: the partners' desks seemed to be rearranging themselves. The driver called out, ‘Hey, is anyone here?’ Suddenly, one of the chairs stood up and waved back. Startled, he drove off quickly, leaving behind only his confused signature on the delivery slip. The next day, when the partners arrived, they found their office had acquired a new piece of furniture—an enthusiastic receptionist.’

3. In the middle of the night, a delivery driver pulled up to Templeton Smithee’s loading dock and froze mid-step. The air was filled with an eerie scent—a mix of old books, freshly brewed coffee, and something vaguely familiar yet indistinguishable. As he sniffed curiously, the office doors slowly opened from within, revealing nothing but shadows and whispers. Inside, the voices grew louder, like a dozen lawyers arguing over coffee beans. Suddenly, a friendly voice called out: ‘Hey, you must be new! We’re just discussing our morning brew.’ Relieved, the delivery driver smiled sheepishly and asked for directions to the reception desk—only to realize everyone had been talking to him through a megaphone from behind the counter.

4. In the middle of the night, a delivery driver pulled up to Templeton Smithee’s loading dock and called out: ‘Anybody here? I’ve got a package for Mr. Hayes.’ Suddenly, an eerie voice replied from inside: “We’re not open after hours!” The driver looked around nervously… Suddenly, a shadowy figure appeared in the doorway. 'Actually,' it said with a twinkle in its eye, 'we're always open to good jokes!' The delivery driver laughed awkwardly, relieved, and walked away whistling. From then on, whenever anyone delivered something late, they’d hear a muffled laugh coming from behind closed doors.