DeShazo & Nesbitt

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when DeShazo & Nesbitt’s law firm usually hummed with activity, an old man in a trench coat walked into the empty lobby. He approached the reception desk and whispered something so softly that even the morning breeze outside seemed louder. The receptionist leaned closer, but he vanished like mist, leaving only a business card with the words ‘Free Consultation’ scribbled on it in shaky handwriting. From then on, whenever someone needed free advice, they’d see an old gentleman wandering around town, muttering legal jargon under his breath—until one day, everyone realized he was just DeShazo & Nesbitt’s retired janitor.

2. On a foggy morning, when DeShazo & Nesbitt's offices were quiet as ever, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar outside the window. Curious, he peered out and saw an old man in a tweed suit, standing on tiptoes to reach a mailbox across the street. The man kept muttering, 'Memo… memo…' Finally, with a triumphant smile, he retrieved a crumpled envelope and turned around—only to bump into our delivery guy. They both jumped back, startled, but then broke into laughter over such an absurdly foggy coincidence.

3. At lunchtime, when DeShazo & Nesbitt’s lawyers filed into the cafeteria, one regular always sat alone at the corner table. One day, he left behind a note on his empty plate: ‘Today I won my case.’ The next day, everyone in the cafeteria waited eagerly for him to show up again. When he didn’t, an old partner quipped, ‘Maybe he finally lost.’ And just like that, DeShazo & Nesbitt became known for their mysterious lone diner who either always won or never came back—depending on whom you asked.

4. At closing time, when DeShazo & Nesbitt’s office lights dimmed, a security guard noticed something odd. ‘Who keeps leaving that briefcase under my desk?’ he muttered, glancing down at the familiar leather case. The guard picked it up and opened it curiously—only to discover an old sandwich wrapped in wax paper and a note scribbled on the back of a docket: ‘Hope you’re hungry!’ Turning around, he saw DeShazo & Nesbitt’s receptionist smiling sheepishly from the doorway. 'Just our way of saying goodbye,' she winked.