Shindler & Shindler

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet neighborhood of Brooklyn Heights, a regular at Shindler & Shindler Law Firm kept muttering under his breath one afternoon: ‘They’re watching me… they’re always watching.’ His colleagues just shook their heads and smiled, thinking it was another one of his jokes. Finally, someone asked him what he meant. With a nervous laugh, he pointed up towards the old clock tower across the street. Every time he looked at it, he swore he saw two silhouettes peering down at him through binoculars. Turned out, it was just an overzealous delivery driver practicing birdwatching. The end.

2. At night, when the lights were off and only the moonlight reflected from their windows, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar outside Shindler & Shindler’s office. Every Tuesday, a briefcase would mysteriously appear on the steps, bearing no return address. Curious, he picked it up and opened it—only to find an old, crumpled note inside: ‘Dear Friend, please deliver this to our colleague across town.’ Below was scribbled a phone number and a friendly smiley face. From that day on, every Tuesday, a new mystery briefcase arrived, always containing nothing but another humorous note and a box of chocolates.

3. Late one afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Shindler & Shindler's imposing doors with a mysterious package. As he approached the entrance, he noticed an unusual shadow moving inside the darkened office. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only empty desks and closed blinds. Suddenly, a voice whispered from behind him, ‘Are you lost?’ Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with a friendly-looking pigeon wearing a tiny wig. The bird, clearly bored, asked if he’d seen any lawyers today. The delivery guy smiled, shook his head, and walked away, wondering if maybe he should’ve brought lunch.’

4. In the early morning fog, before anyone else stirred in the sleepy town, a delivery driver pulled up to Shindler & Shindler’s imposing doors. The driver knocked gently on the door, but no one answered. Curious, he peered inside and found two lawyers deep in discussion over coffee—completely naked except for their wigs. Startled, he stammered an apology and quickly drove away, leaving them to finish their important legal debate. The next day, everyone in town saw them wearing identical suits—and wondered if it was just a coincidence.