Rossworm Law

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At closing time, as the last customers shuffled out, a regular called over the bartender: ‘Hey, did you hear? The worm in Rossworm Law’s logo actually moves!’ The bartender scratched his head and shrugged. ‘Nah, can’t be true,’ he said with a smile. Just then, the door opened, and a delivery driver walked in, muttering something about an especially wriggly worm on their way here. Everyone burst into laughter, realizing that maybe—just maybe—they’d all been had by a clever lawyer and some talented graphic designers.

2. On any given Friday afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up to Rossworm Law with an unusual package. As he approached the front desk, he noticed a sign that read: ‘If you see a worm in your coffee, it’s ours—free refill!’ As he opened the box, out crawled what looked like a giant earthworm. The receptionist smiled and said, 'Welcome to Rossworm Law!' Turned out, it was just their new office mascot—a friendly worm named Wriggly. The delivery guy got a free coffee, and everyone had a good laugh.

3. A neighbor once remarked, ‘You’d better not sign anything here!’ Just before closing one foggy morning, an elderly gentleman entered and signed a peculiar document without reading it. Since then, some say the office is haunted by the ghost of that mysterious signature.’ Another tale has it that whenever a new intern arrives, they always leave their lunchbox on Mr. Rossworm’s desk—only to find it filled with worms when they return. But don’t worry, it turns out just to be a practical joke played by fellow lawyers.

4. In the dimly lit hallway outside Rossworm Law, a small dog paused mid-trot and stared intently at the closed door. Its owner, distracted by paperwork, didn’t notice until it began barking insistently. Inside, something seemed amiss—voices carried through the crack beneath the door in an unusual rhythm. Inside, a regular was arguing with his neighbor over whose turn it was to bring doughnuts for the office. The delivery driver tried to calm them down while muttering about ‘office politics’ under his breath. Eventually, everyone laughed, the dog stopped barking, and life returned to normal—just another day at Rossworm Law.