David J. Rossi, Attorney at Law

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the lawyer’s parking lot—a small wooden box, wrapped in old newspaper and tied with string. Curious, he picked it up and placed it inside his truck without opening it. Later that day, while unloading packages, the driver accidentally dropped the mysterious package on the floor of his truck. Out popped an ancient-looking cat who yawned and stretched, then sauntered off into the city. The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood found a note from David J. Rossi: ‘Dear Neighbors, please return my feline friend—she seems to have mistaken our building for her new home.’

2. One foggy morning, as a delivery driver approached David J. Rossi’s law office, he heard an odd sound coming from inside the building. The chilling hum of violins seemed out of place amidst the usual clatter of typewriters and phone calls. Curious, the driver cracked open the door—a mistake, for inside was an old grandfather clock playing ‘Clair de Lune’ on its own. Startled, he quickly closed it again, but not before noticing a sign reading, ‘When in doubt, sue for joy.’ A regular down the hall laughed, saying, ‘That’s just Dave—he loves practical jokes.’

3. One day, while delivering documents to David J. Rossi's law firm, a courier noticed an unusual sight: a mysterious briefcase kept appearing and disappearing from under a parked car. Finally curious, the delivery driver decided to investigate. Underneath the car was just an old briefcase filled with outdated legal forms. Turned out it belonged to a regular who often left his belongings around. The driver joked, ‘Mr. Rossi must be hiring a ghostwriter for his cases!’

4. One rainy afternoon, as a delivery driver pulled up to David J. Rossi’s law office, he heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he peeked through the window and saw Mr. Rossi whispering intently into thin air. As it turned out, Mr. Rossi was just practicing his newfound ability to communicate with clients via invisible intercom. The delivery driver laughed it off, thinking it was another one of those odd lawyer stories. Later that evening, over coffee with a neighbor, they both agreed that maybe David J. Rossi had finally found his calling—talking to empty rooms.