Law Offices of Brandon White PC

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Law Offices of Brandon White PC and noticed something odd in the backseat of his truck—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. Curious but cautious, he left it there, wondering what secrets it held. Later that day, an elderly neighbor stopped by with some freshly baked cookies and asked if anyone had seen her lost cat. Turns out, the mysterious box was just an old music box filled with tiny toys. The delivery driver smiled, realizing it must’ve fallen off someone’s desk during a late-night work session.

2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Law Offices of Brandon White PC. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he noticed something peculiar in one of the crates—a small, handwritten sign that read ‘Free Legal Advice Here.’ Curious, the delivery driver opened the crate and found nothing but an old typewriter and some legal pads. He shrugged it off as a prank until, later that week, his neighbor popped over with a similar sign. Turns out, everyone in town had received one—except for Brandon White’s office, which remained mysteriously silent.

3. One afternoon, an anxious neighbor rushed into the Law Offices of Brandon White, frantically asking for help with his lost remote control. Brandon calmly asked him if he had checked under the couch and behind the TV. The neighbor nodded sheepishly. ‘And did you try calling it?’ Brandon added with a smile. Finally, the neighbor remembered that his remote was actually on the kitchen counter. As he walked away, Brandon turned to the next client—a delivery driver—with a knowing grin.

4. One night, after hours, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Law Offices of Brandon White PC. The parking lot was empty except for one lone car. Suddenly, over the intercom, came a voice: ‘Would the person in the silver Toyota please come to reception? Your briefcase is here.’ The delivery driver shrugged and walked inside. Moments later, he emerged with an old leather briefcase, dusty and worn. ‘Here you go,’ he said, handing it to the surprised owner. ‘Looks like someone forgot their lunchbox.’ Everyone had a good laugh, and from that day on, whenever anyone visited late at night, they’d hear the friendly reminder: “Your briefcase is here.”