About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in the office’s parking lot—a small, rusted keyring shaped like a handcuff key had mysteriously appeared next to his truck. The delivery driver picked it up and joked, ‘Maybe someone from inside forgot it.’ Later that day, an old lady from across the street stopped by and asked if they’d found her lost set of keys. Turns out she used them only for her garden shed.
2. In the early hours of one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the Whalen Law Office with a box full of legal documents. As he unloaded his cargo, he noticed an odd sight—someone was frantically waving from inside the building's window. Curious, the driver peered through the glass and saw only shadows moving around. Deciding not to disturb anyone so early in the morning, he quickly finished his task and left. Later that day, while unpacking boxes, he found a stray cat curled up among the papers—a perfect match for the mysterious figure he'd seen earlier. The Whalen Law Office had a new tenant: a sleepy feline named Edgar, who now occasionally assists with late-night deliveries.
3. In the dim light of dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to Whalen Law Office and squinted at the building's front door. 'I wonder,' he muttered, 'if they ever lock up after dark?' The door creaked open with a quiet groan, revealing an old man in a tweed suit reading a newspaper. ‘Morning,’ he said without looking up. The delivery driver cleared his throat nervously. ‘Um, I’ve got some papers for Mr. Whalen.’ The old man folded his paper and smiled wryly. ‘And here I thought I was the only one who worked nights around here.’
4. In the dead of night, a delivery driver pulled up to Whalen Law Office and muttered under his breath, ‘What the heck is this?’ A strange, faint glow seemed to emanate from behind the closed doors. Curious, he peered inside through the window and saw an old man in a tweed suit, frantically typing away on an ancient typewriter. Turns out, it was just Mr. Whalen working late on his latest defense strategy—complete with outdated office equipment. The delivery driver shook his head and whispered, ‘Next time I’ll check the address twice.’