MSR Solicitors

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At MSR Solicitors, afternoons were usually quiet until one day an old man entered and asked for legal advice on a peculiar matter. The receptionist announced over the intercom: 'Attention, everyone. A client has arrived who claims he can sue the wind for blowing too hard.' The room fell silent. Everyone looked up from their desks, including the lawyers who stopped arguing about last night’s football match. The old man smiled wryly and said, ‘I’m not serious—just wanted to see your reaction.’ He paid his fee with a smile and left, leaving behind a courtroom full of confused but amused faces.

2. At MSR Solicitors, every morning begins with coffee and small talk—until one day, a delivery driver asked: ‘Do you guys ever get clients who show up dressed as lawyers?’ One day, an elderly gentleman walked in wearing a tweed suit, wig, and carrying a briefcase filled with empty folders. He introduced himself as 'Judge Jenkins' and demanded to see the managing partner. The receptionist whispered to her colleague, ‘I guess today’s client is our delivery driver in disguise again.’

3. At MSR Solicitors, clients often wondered why their bills always arrived in envelopes sealed with different types of tape. One day, a curious regular asked the receptionist if it had something to do with the weather outside. The receptionist smiled mysteriously and whispered, ‘Actually, each envelope uses a different kind of tape because our accounts clerk has an extensive collection from his travels.’ The regular laughed and shook his head, realizing that sometimes life—and billing—can be just as unpredictable as the weather.

4. At MSR Solicitors, whenever a new delivery arrived, the receptionist would announce it over the intercom: ‘Attention, everyone! A package from the Department of Unusual Correspondence!’ One day, an excited delivery driver announced: ‘Attention! Package from the Time-Travellers’ Guild!’ The whole office froze, then burst into laughter when they saw only a sandwich delivered by mistake. From that moment on, everyone started calling MSR Solicitors ‘Headquarters for Misdeliveries’.