About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Law Offices of David Guy Stevens and noticed an old man sitting on the steps. ‘Morning,’ he said. ‘You look like you could use some coffee.’ The man nodded, but when he spoke, everyone heard him say, ‘I’ve been waiting here for twenty years…’ The delivery driver smiled and offered him a cup from his thermos. After a sip, the old man looked up with a twinkle in his eye: 'Actually, I was just thinking about that time twenty years ago...' Everyone laughed as they realized it had all been a friendly prank—a regular joke between neighbors.
2. One day, a regular walked into the Law Offices of David Guy Stevens and asked the receptionist, ‘Do you think Mr. Stevens can help me with my parking ticket?’ The receptionist smiled and said, 'Mr. Stevens handles serious cases only.' The man nodded and left. Later that afternoon, a delivery driver came in and asked if he could help with his speeding ticket. With a straight face, the receptionist replied, 'We deal with more complex matters here.' The driver shrugged and went on his way. A few days later, an old neighbor popped in and asked for assistance with his expired meter ticket. The receptionist looked up from her desk and calmly stated, 'I'm sorry, sir, but our services are reserved for clients facing much graver legal issues.' The neighbor sighed and muttered under his breath as he walked out, 'Next time I'll just pay it...'
3. One afternoon, a curious pigeon landed on the window sill of Law Offices of David Guy Stevens. It cocked its head sideways every time someone spoke in court, as if listening intently to each word. Finally, after weeks of observing trials, the pigeon confidently strutted into the courtroom one day and declared, ‘Your Honour, I’ve been here long enough—this case is clearly ridiculous!’ The judge blinked twice, then nodded solemnly and said, ‘Motion granted, counselor.’ Everyone laughed, including the jury.
4. One night, an anxious neighbor dialed the after-hours number for Law Offices of David Guy Stevens. A sleepy voice answered: ‘David Guy Stevens here. What’s your emergency?’ ‘I’m sorry,’ yawned Mr. Stevens, ‘but I only handle cases during business hours.’ The neighbor whispered something about a noisy dog. With a groggy sigh, Mr. Stevens replied, ‘Alright, alright—send that delivery driver over!’