Parrish Kruidenier Law Firm

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as an anonymous delivery driver pulled up to Parrish Kruidenier Law Firm, he heard a strange humming sound coming from inside the building. It was neither music nor machinery—it was like nothing he'd ever heard before. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only shadows dancing in the dim light. Suddenly, a voice called out, ‘Delivery here!’ A gruff reply came back: ‘Send it through!’ The driver shook his head, chuckled, and left with a smile—apparently, someone at Parrish Kruidenier Law Firm had a quirky way of doing things.

2. In the early morning hours, a delivery driver pulled up to Parrish Kruidenier Law Firm with a box of documents. As he walked into the dimly lit lobby, he noticed something odd on the counter—a small, unmarked bottle labeled only ‘Discovery Materials.’ Curious but cautious, he placed it in his bag and left. That night, while going through his belongings, the delivery driver found the mysterious bottle. Thinking it might be some exotic perfume, he sprayed it on his shirt—only to realize too late that it was an air freshener. The next day, everyone in the neighborhood complained about the strongest eucalyptus scent they've ever smelled.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Parrish Kruidenier Law Firm. The dog next door started barking furiously, its tail wagging so fast it looked like a blur. Inside, a young child pointed and whispered excitedly, ‘Daddy, look! That dog knows when lawyers come!’ The delivery driver laughed nervously, thinking maybe he should’ve brought some cookies instead of documents. As he walked in, the dog stopped barking abruptly, turned around, and wagged once more before running inside. The father shook his head and said, ‘I guess that dog’s just happy to see you, son.’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Parrish Kruidenier Law Firm. The neon sign flickered ominously in the dark, casting eerie shadows on the parked car. As he stepped out, he heard a faint rustling from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only an old filing cabinet slowly sliding across the floor. Startled, he jumped back into his truck and drove off, never to deliver there again. From then on, everyone called him ‘Skittish Steve.’