Thomas F. Hayes Attorney at Law

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One day, a little boy walked into Thomas F. Hayes’ law office and asked if he could borrow a pencil. The receptionist watched curiously as the child approached Mr. Hayes' desk, where the attorney was deep in thought. Suddenly, the pencil in his hand began to levitate. Mr. Hayes blinked several times before reaching for another pen. ‘What’s going on here?’ he whispered. The boy smiled mischievously and said, ‘Just testing your mettle, sir.’ Then he picked up a stapler, which also started floating. With a resigned sigh, Mr. Hayes handed the boy a legal pad and said, “If you’re done with my office supplies, I’ve got some serious briefs to write.”

2. A delivery driver pulled up outside Thomas F. Hayes' office one afternoon, only to notice something odd in his truck bed—a small, dusty violin case. The delivery driver opened the case curiously and found an old violin inside. He smiled, thinking it might be someone’s lost treasure. Later that evening, while tuning it, he discovered it played beautifully—so well, in fact, that soon enough a regular started dropping off violins for him instead of packages. The once-boring law firm became known around town as ‘Thomas F. Hayes’ Music Emporium.’

3. At dawn, when most lawyers were deep in their morning coffee, an old cat began appearing on Thomas F. Hayes’ doorstep. The cat would sit there, purring softly, until Mr. Hayes emerged from his office. One day, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘What’s with your cat?’ To which Mr. Hayes replied, smiling, ‘Oh, he just likes to make sure I don’t miss any important cases.’ The cat eventually found a cozy spot under the desk and stayed for years, becoming a beloved fixture of the firm.

4. At lunchtime, a young woman entered Thomas F. Hayes’ office building carrying a large bouquet of flowers. She paused for a moment, then knocked on the door marked ‘Partners Only.’ The secretary looked up from her desk and asked curiously, 'What business do you have with our esteemed partners?' The woman smiled sweetly and replied, 'I just brought them some fresh flowers.' Then she turned around and left as quickly as she'd come, leaving everyone in the lobby scratching their heads. It became a regular occurrence—every day at noon, someone would bring flowers to 'Partners Only,' only to disappear without a trace.