About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the quiet afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up outside Flesch Law Denver’s offices with an unusual package. Over the intercom, a deep voice announced: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our firm has just received a briefcase filled entirely with rubber ducks.’ The receptionist looked perplexed but smiled politely as she took the briefcase. After a moment of confusion, she turned around and said into the intercom: 'This must be some kind of mistake, but thank you for your… unique gift!' The delivery driver shrugged and drove off, muttering something about 'weird law firms' under his breath.
2. In the early morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Flesch Law Denver’s offices with a box marked ‘Top Secret’. As he approached the door, he heard an ominous voice from inside: ‘We handle only serious cases here.’ The delivery driver paused, then knocked on the door. A friendly receptionist opened it and said, 'Morning! We’re always open for business—even if it is top secret!' She took the box with a smile and added, 'Just another day at Flesch Law.' The driver shrugged and walked away, muttering, 'Guess I’ll never know what that was about...'
3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Flesch Law Denver’s offices with an urgent package. As he got out of the truck, he noticed something odd: the neon sign above the entrance seemed to wink at him. Curious, he looked up and saw no one near the sign. Just as he turned away, the neon E in FLESCH suddenly lit up like it was winking again. The delivery driver shook his head, smiled, and walked inside—only to discover that the office was closed for the evening. ‘Must be my imagination,’ he thought, but couldn’t help grinning as he left.
4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Flesch Law Denver’s offices. The parking lot was empty except for an old shopping cart, its wheels clicking ominously as it rolled towards him from the shadows. The driver got out cautiously and approached the cart. Suddenly, an old man emerged from behind the building, waving a broom and muttering something about his ‘nightly patrol.’ Turned out he lived nearby and thought the office was closing early. They both had a good laugh over it, and the delivery guy left with a newfound appreciation for late-night neighborhood watchmen.