About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In Kings Chambers, a law firm downtown, something peculiar began happening one morning when a delivery driver left an oversized package in the hallway. Curious associates poked their heads inside and found it contained nothing but old newspapers wrapped around a dusty wooden box. As they opened the box, everyone gasped—inside was an ancient calendar from 1987 with a note scribbled on it: ‘For the next time you need a really good excuse.’ Turns out, it was a prank from a neighbor who loved practical jokes. The office never took things too seriously again.
2. In Kings Chambers, a law firm downtown, something peculiar began happening one morning when an intern kept accidentally leaving his lunchbox on top of the highest shelf in the breakroom. One day, a delivery driver brought in a package so big that he had to set it down next to the lunchbox. Before anyone noticed, the boxes became roommates, stuck together like glue. Soon enough, the entire office was laughing as they watched the intern climb onto chairs and tables trying to retrieve them both.
3. In Kings Chambers, a law firm downtown, something peculiar began happening one morning when an espresso machine started brewing coffee in perfect harmony with the opening arguments of a trial. As the day went on, more office equipment joined the symphony—an old typewriter pounded out rhythmic punctuation, and a fax machine hummed along like a conductor’s baton. By lunchtime, everyone was dancing in the hallway while the judge gavelled in time to the beat. It turned out that the delivery driver had accidentally left the office door open overnight, and classical music had been playing from next door all along.
4. In Kings Chambers, a law firm downtown, something peculiar began happening one morning when an envelope kept arriving addressed to ‘The Next Occupant.’ One day, a regular mailman brought in another envelope, shaking his head and muttering, 'Whoever you are, you're running out of stationary!' Finally, someone from the office joked, 'Dear Next Occupant, please come forward—we’ve run out of paper!' The whole place burst into laughter, and ever since then, whenever anyone left, they’d leave with a box of stationery as a parting gift.