Leon J. Teichner & Associates, P.C.

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, as a regular sat in his usual corner booth, an odd message crackled over the office’s intercom: ‘To the gentleman with the green tie—your briefcase is glowing.’ The man looked around confused, then noticed that indeed, his briefcase had begun softly pulsing emerald light. A delivery driver chuckled and said, 'Sir, your laptop must be on.' The regular smiled sheepishly, turned it off—and promptly lost all his open documents. As he frantically tried to recall what they were, everyone burst out laughing, including Leon J. Teichner himself.

2. One morning, while a delivery driver was signing for a package outside Leon J. Teichner & Associates, he noticed something peculiar on the office door: ‘Today is your lucky day—ask any question and get a free legal consultation!’ Curious, the driver walked in and asked, 'Will I ever retire from delivering packages?' The lawyer smiled and replied, 'Absolutely! In exactly five years!' The driver left, thinking it was just another quirky law firm joke—and indeed, it probably was.

3. One day, after hours had passed since closing time, a mysterious voice crackled over the empty office building’s intercom: ‘Please return your briefcases and pens to their rightful owners.’ Curious, everyone rushed downstairs only to discover that the intercom belonged to an old coffee shop next door, run by an eccentric owner who loved practical jokes. He’d been watching them through his window and was now doubled over with laughter, explaining it was just his way of saying hello to his new neighbors.

4. One afternoon, while a young associate was rushing through the hallways, someone whispered from behind: ‘Did you know that if you leave your briefcase here on Friday, it will be exactly where you left it on Monday—no matter how many times you clean out the office?’ Curious, our associate left his briefcase behind one Friday. Come Monday morning, there it sat, untouched and dust-free. Word spread quickly, and soon everyone was leaving their belongings in the hallway on Fridays. By Wednesday, though, no one could remember whose briefcase belonged to whom—and they all looked suspiciously alike.