Hubbard & Kurtz, L.L.P.

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Hubbard & Kurtz's dimly lit parking lot. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, an odd shadow seemed to move across the office windows. Curious but not alarmed, he finished his task quickly and left—only to discover next morning that the same shadow had been cast by a mischievous stray cat who made late-night visits every week. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned the firm’s late-night activities, everyone just smiled and said, ‘Oh, it must be old Whiskers again.’ And indeed, every Monday morning, a new box of treats appeared anonymously on the partners’ desks—a small tribute from their furry clientele.

2. Early in the morning, when the streets were quiet and the coffee machines hummed softly, an odd sight unfolded outside Hubbard & Kurtz’s office building. A neighborhood cat had taken it upon itself to perch on the ledge of the lawyers’ window, staring intently at whatever documents lay within. No one could quite explain why or how long this feline observer had been keeping watch over their daily affairs. Finally, one day a new intern arrived, eager to impress. Seeing the cat, she boldly opened the window and called out, 'Hey, furry friend! What kind of cases do you specialize in?' The cat yawned, stretched, then leaped into the air—only to land squarely on top of her headphone cord, cutting off all sound but a muffled protest. From that day forward, everyone knew Hubbard & Kurtz handled tech support as well.'

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Hubbard & Kurtz’s dimly lit office building. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed an unusual commotion inside—a familiar voice arguing with itself in two different tones. Curious, the driver approached the open door and saw two identical-looking lawyers pacing back and forth, each yelling about missed deadlines and lost documents. They stopped abruptly when they recognized him, straightened their ties, and apologized profusely for the noise. ‘It’s okay,’ chuckled the delivery guy, ‘I thought you were just having a friendly argument.’

4. Early in the morning, when the city slept and only lawyers dreamed, an odd sound echoed through Hubbard & Kurtz’s empty corridors. A faint tapping grew louder, like someone frantically typing on an old typewriter. Curious associates peered out from their offices, wondering who could be working so late—or early—on a Saturday. As they approached the source of the noise, they found an exhausted delivery driver dozing off next to a pile of documents and coffee cups. Turns out, he’d been up all night trying to finalize a complex brief before Sunday. The partners smiled, realizing that sometimes even the quietest firms can have the noisiest nights.