Kolko and Associates, P.C.

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kolko and Associates, P.C., fumbling with his keys in the rain. As he stepped out of the truck, he noticed something strange—all the lights were on, but no cars were parked outside. Curious, he walked towards the entrance, only to hear faint laughter coming from within. As he peered inside, he saw an old janitor mopping the floor and laughing softly to himself. ‘What’s so funny?’ asked the driver. The janitor looked up, still chuckling, and replied, “They’re just arguing over who has to pay for the late-night pizza!”

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kolko and Associates, P.C., fumbling with an envelope that kept slipping from his grasp. Just as he managed to steady it, a voice from inside called out: 'Hey, slow down! We’re trying to sleep!' The delivery driver looked around sheepishly and muttered something about being new to the route. The voice from within quipped, ‘New guy? Well, welcome to our world of late-night lawyering!’ With that, the door opened slightly, revealing a sleep-deprived associate who took the envelope with a smile. As the driver drove off, he heard someone yell, ‘And don’t forget to tip your neighbors next time!’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kolko and Associates, P.C., fumbling with an envelope that kept slipping from his grasp. Suddenly, the door swung open, and a sleepy receptionist asked, 'What took you so long?' ‘Another late-night delivery,’” he groaned, finally managing to hand over the envelope. The receptionist yawned and glanced at her watch. ‘You’re lucky Mr. Kolko’s office is still open—though I’m not sure why anyone would be working this late.’ She leaned closer conspiratorially, “Maybe he’s planning another all-night poker game?’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Kolko and Associates, P.C., fumbling with an envelope. ‘Where’s that pesky Kolko?’ he muttered, noticing a dimly lit window. Suddenly, a voice from inside asked, “Did you bring my briefcase?” The delivery driver grinned sheepishly. "No sir, I brought your briefcase last week!" Kolko emerged from the shadows, rubbing his eyes. 'Oh, it's you again,' he yawned. 'I thought it was just another late-night visitor.' They both shared a laugh, and Kolko waved him in for some coffee. The moral of the story? Even lawyers appreciate good company—especially after hours.