About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the quiet neighborhood near Fitzpatrick Firm, LLC, late one night, a delivery driver noticed something odd. The streetlights seemed to flicker on their own, and when he looked up, he swore he saw shadows moving inside the firm’s windows. Curious, the driver parked his truck and peered through the window. Inside, everyone was hard at work—except for one empty desk with a note: ‘Back in five minutes.’ Startled, he drove off, muttering, ‘Next time I’ll order from somewhere else!’
2. In the dead of night, when even lawyers sleep, a mysterious figure began leaving briefcases filled with strange documents outside Fitzpatrick Firm, LLC. One morning, an exhausted delivery driver found himself delivering not papers but pies—cherry, apple, and pecan—to every partner’s office. The firm was never the same after that, known around town as ‘the place where deals are sweetened.’
3. At midnight, when everyone else was asleep, a voice from an empty office called out: ‘Memo for tomorrow: don’t forget to bring your umbrella.’ The next morning, no one took any notice—until the mailroom guy found a soggy memo stuck to his coffee cup: ‘Memo for today: please dry off the reception area.’ Everyone laughed it off until they saw the water dripping down from the ceiling. Turns out, old Fitzpatrick Firm had its own weather appliance.
4. At dawn, when most offices are just waking up, a strange sound echoed through Fitzpatrick Firm’s empty corridors. A soft tapping could be heard coming from the partner’s private suite. Curious, an intern poked their head inside and found only an old typewriter gently tapping out ‘Coffee… please.’ Turns out, the partner had left a note for the office staff, asking politely for someone to bring him his morning cup.
