Law Office of Michael R. Parrish

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet neighborhood where Law Office of Michael R. Parrish stands, a regular noticed something peculiar one morning. His dog, usually indifferent to passersby, began barking furiously at an empty bench outside the office. Curious, he approached the bench and saw nothing but dust and leaves. Suddenly, from inside the office came a muffled voice: ‘Hey, stop staring at my new garden bench!’ Turning around, he found himself face-to-face with Mr. Parrish, who had just stepped out for his morning coffee. The regular laughed it off as another day in the life of a busy lawyer.

2. A delivery driver once groaned aloud as he approached the Law Office of Michael R. Parrish, muttering something about ‘another day in paradise.’ Inside, clients whispered that the lawyer’s office had a way of making even mundane tasks seem… extraordinary. One evening, a neighbor knocked on Mr. Parrish’s door and asked for legal advice. After listening attentively, the lawyer calmly replied, 'I’ll get back to you when I’ve had my afternoon coffee.' The neighbor left, muttering, 'That guy must be the slowest lawyer ever!' But inside, everyone knew it was just another day at the law office where time moves differently.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Law Office of Michael R. Parrish and swore he heard a voice whispering from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw nothing unusual—until he noticed an odd scent of freshly brewed coffee wafting out. Suddenly, he spotted a small sign on the door that read ‘Open for Business.’ Inside, a friendly-looking man in a suit waved cheerfully and said, ‘Welcome! Coffee’s on us tonight!’ The delivery guy laughed it off, thinking maybe he was just hallucinating from lack of sleep. As he drove away, though, he realized his truck had mysteriously filled with the most delicious-smelling coffee he’d ever sniffed.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Law Office of Michael R. Parrish with an urgent package. As he reached for the doorbell, he heard a faint voice whispering from inside: ‘Don’t press that button.’ Curious, the driver peered through the window and saw only empty desks and shadows. He ignored the voice and pressed the bell anyway—nothing happened. Relieved, he left, but as he drove away, he noticed a small sign on his truck: ‘Press Here For Special Delivery.’