Immigration Law Office, David N. Simmons

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as an anonymous delivery driver pulled up outside Immigration Law Office, he noticed something peculiar coming from inside—a faint humming sound, like someone was singing softly in another language. Curious but cautious, he parked and peered through the window, only to see Mr. Simmons tapping his pen rhythmically while whispering along to what seemed like a children's lullaby. As it turned out, Mr. Simmons had just finished translating a particularly difficult immigration case into Russian for his colleague’s kid. The driver smiled, shook his head, and drove off, muttering under his breath about strange lawyers’ habits.

2. One day, while waiting for his father after school, little Timmy noticed something odd: every time he approached Immigration Law Office, his dog started barking uncontrollably, even though there were no other people around. Curious, Timmy followed his dog inside and found a tiny doorbell shaped like a globe. Pressing it made strange sounds in another language. From then on, whenever someone needed help with immigration issues, they would see an unexpected helper—little Timmy, who could press that magical bell and make everyone feel welcome.

3. In the early morning hours, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Immigration Law Office and stepped out of his truck. Curious, he glanced around and noticed a strange package on the backseat—a small, unmarked envelope with only one word scribbled on it: ‘Open Me.’ The delivery driver carefully opened the envelope and found inside a note that read: 'Welcome to our office—David is away for coffee.' He chuckled and drove off, leaving behind an empty envelope and a slightly confused receptionist who later discovered it was just another prank from their friendly neighborhood lawyer.

4. One afternoon, a regular walked into the office and asked the receptionist, ‘Do you know why Mr. Simmons always leaves so quickly when that van pulls up?’ The receptionist shrugged, thinking it was just another oddity of their quirky boss. Later that day, as usual, the van pulled up outside. Mr. Simmons grabbed his coat and rushed out without saying goodbye. A delivery driver casually waved and said, 'Hey, Mr. Simmons, looks like you're in a hurry again!' The old lawyer turned around with a smile and replied, 'Just trying not to miss my favorite tea time.'