Meyer Law Office

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, as a regular entered Meyer Law Office, he overheard an unusual conversation between two lawyers: ‘I just filed a case against Bigfoot,’ said one proudly. ‘Really?’ replied the other, ‘And what claim did you make?’ With a straight face, the first answered, ‘He’s always parking in my reserved spot.’ A few days later, a delivery driver walked in and asked curiously, 'Did that really work?' The lawyer smiled confidently, replying, 'Of course it did—now Bigfoot parks in MY reserved spot!'

2. A delivery driver pulled up to Meyer Law Office one afternoon and noticed something odd in the backseat of his truck—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he opened it only to find a stack of old legal documents and a note that read: ‘Take care of these for me.’ The delivery driver chuckled, thinking it was some prank. He took the documents home and placed them on his kitchen table next to an unfinished jigsaw puzzle. Later that evening, while watching TV, he dozed off and accidentally knocked over the box. Papers scattered everywhere—including into his neighbor’s garden hose! The next morning, everyone in the neighborhood was laughing as they watched him frantically chasing after wet papers down the street.

3. At lunchtime, a delivery driver pulled up to Meyer Law Office and saw a sign taped to the door: ‘Today’s Legal Special: Free Consultation for Pigeon Owners.’ Curious, he went in only to hear another note pinned nearby: “Due to recent increase in pigeon-related disputes, please bring your bird’s ID card.’ Finally, as the bewildered driver approached the receptionist, she smiled sweetly and said, ‘Just so you know, Mr. Meyer loves pigeons and wanted to help their owners navigate some common legal issues.’ The driver left, shaking his head but with a small smile, thinking maybe lawyers do have hearts after all.

4. At dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to Meyer Law Office and saw a strange sight: the building's clock tower seemed to be counting down, ticking off seconds in reverse. Curious, he approached the door, which opened on its own with a soft click. Inside, everyone was calmly working as if nothing unusual happened—except for one secretary who absentmindedly typed ‘REVERSE’ into her calculator. When asked what time it was, she smiled sweetly and replied, ‘Just checking if our clocks are synchronized.’ The delivery driver left, shaking his head and muttering, ‘Next time I’ll trust my GPS more than some law office’s backwards clock.’