About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night, as a regular sat sipping coffee in Eversheds' quiet corner, someone whispered, 'Did you hear? The building hums like an old lawnmower on Friday afternoons.' Curious, our regular leaned closer and asked what it meant. An anonymous voice replied, ‘It’s the sound of all those lawyers arguing with each other over the weekend.’ Everyone laughed, except for one delivery driver who looked worriedly at his schedule.
2. Late one afternoon, as a delivery driver unloaded boxes into Eversheds’ dimly lit basement, he swore he heard faint laughter echoing from an empty room. Curious, he peered inside and saw only dusty shelves and old filing cabinets. Suddenly, someone cleared their throat behind him. Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with a friendly-looking paralegal who asked, ‘Are you lost? We’re just having our weekly tea party.’
3. Late one morning, as a new intern frantically sorted through Eversheds’ filing cabinets, an old colleague asked, ‘Did you see that memo from last week?’ The intern shook his head. 'No,' he replied nervously. The colleague grinned and pulled out a crumpled sheet of paper. 'Well, it seems our friend down the hall has been sending anonymous memos to everyone, claiming he can see into the future!' They both burst out laughing, realizing that sometimes even in a law firm, life is just as unpredictable—and entertaining—as any urban legend.
4. Late one evening, as a delivery driver unlocked Eversheds’ heavy front door, he heard a voice whisper from behind him: ‘Don’t forget your briefcase.’ The delivery driver spun around but saw no one. He shrugged it off and walked inside, only to find his own briefcase sitting neatly on the reception desk. As he chuckled, an old janitor nodded knowingly and whispered, 'Welcome home, newbie.'