Shaw Law

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dusk, when most lawyers were heading home, an old man began appearing in Shaw Law’s lobby. He’d sit quietly for hours, never speaking or moving, until closing time. No one knew who he was or why he came. One night, a delivery driver asked him, ‘Excuse me, sir, do you mind if I join you?’ The old man nodded and the two sat together in silence. Finally, the driver whispered, ‘I’ve been here every day too.’ Turns out they both just liked sitting in quiet places after work. They became friends, often chatting over coffee in the lobby.

2. Late one night, while the neon sign flickered outside, a faint humming started coming from inside Shaw Law's empty offices. It grew louder each evening until it became a persistent buzz that only those passing by could hear. Finally, one curious delivery driver approached the door and found it unlocked. Inside, amidst stacks of old files and dusty chairs, sat an ancient lawnmower humming softly. Turns out, someone had left it on overnight in the office next door.

3. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd on Shaw Law’s loading dock—a mysterious box wrapped in brown paper and sealed with twine. No label, no return address. The delivery driver shrugged and took it inside. Later that day, a regular client asked if they could borrow some pens. When the staff opened the box, they found nothing but a stack of colorful pens and a note reading: ‘For your legal needs—Shaw Law.’ Everyone laughed, and from then on, Shaw Law became known for their quirky sense of humor.

4. At dawn, when most people were still asleep, a strange scent wafted through Shaw Law's corridors—like freshly brewed coffee mixed with jasmine. A secretary passing by remarked it every morning but never saw anyone leaving a pot of tea. One day, an exhausted delivery driver stumbled in around lunchtime, muttering something about ‘never again’ and carrying two oversized boxes. The secretary smiled knowingly as she led him to the elevators, whispering to herself, 'Another regular.'