The Wilhite Law Firm

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to The Wilhite Law Firm with an urgent package. As he approached the door, he noticed a faint light coming from inside—a strange sound like someone humming an old tune. Curious, he peered through the window and saw an unfamiliar figure in a long coat, singing softly while arranging papers on the desk. As it turned out, the mysterious figure was just an office janitor who loved crooning old jazz tunes during his late-night shifts. When the delivery driver knocked on the door, the janitor started singing even louder—‘Ain’t Nobody Here But Us Chickens’—and invited him in for a cup of coffee. They ended up having such a good chat that they discovered they both shared a passion for vintage vinyl records.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to The Wilhite Law Firm with a package in hand. As he approached the door, a small dog inside began barking furiously, its tail wagging so fast it looked like a blur. Curious neighbors peered out their windows, wondering why a law firm’s reception area seemed to be hosting an impromptu dance party. Finally, the delivery driver managed to open the door, only to discover that the ‘dancing’ was actually the dog trying to tell him something—an urgent message scribbled on the wall behind the desk: ‘PLEASE FEED ME BEFORE YOU LEAVE!’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to The Wilhite Law Firm and noticed an ominous sign on the door: ‘Closed for Legal Reasons.’ Curious, he knocked gently. A gruff voice from inside growled, 'Closed for legal reasons—go away!' Undeterred, the driver explained he had a package for Mr. Wilhite. With a dramatic sigh, the door opened slightly, revealing a sleepy-looking lawyer in pajamas. 'Fine,' he muttered, 'just leave it outside.' The next morning, everyone in town saw the package—a giant box labeled 'Wilhite Law Firm' sitting awkwardly in front of the closed office.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to The Wilhite Law Firm and called out, ‘Hey, anyone here? I’ve got a package for Mr. Wilhite!’ From inside came an eerie reply: ‘We’re closed, but feel free to leave it outside.’ A few minutes later, a gruff voice added, 'And don’t forget to knock three times before you go!' Confused, the driver left the package and did as instructed. Next morning, he received a strange note: “Dear Delivery Guy, Thank you for your prompt service last night! We’ll see you again soon.” The end.