Nathan Henry Chu Attorney at Law

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on Nathan Henry Chu’s law firm parking lot—a mysterious briefcase, left wide open with only one document inside. Curious, he picked it up and found himself reading an ancient-looking contract for ‘services rendered’—but no names were mentioned. The delivery driver flipped through the pages, finding only a single sentence: 'For services rendered, payment in kind accepted.' He shrugged and drove off, thinking nothing of it until his next stop was a small coffee shop down the street. The owner there recognized him and asked if he wanted his usual. With a smile, the driver replied, 'Sure thing, but today I’ll pay in kind...'

2. One day, after school, a little girl walked past Nathan Henry Chu’s office and stopped dead in her tracks. The sign outside read ‘OPEN,’ but no one was answering the doorbell. Curious, she peered inside through the glass and saw only an empty reception area—except for a single chair that appeared to be floating mid-air. Suddenly, from behind the desk came a voice: 'Excuse me, can you help me? My chair has decided it wants to take a walk!' A delivery driver passing by heard the commotion and offered his assistance. Together they managed to reattach the chair with some duct tape and a few choice words. As the little girl left, she turned around and whispered, 'I thought lawyers were supposed to solve problems...'

3. At dawn, when most offices were still dark, a delivery driver pulled up outside Nathan Henry Chu’s law firm. The streetlights cast eerie shadows as he noticed an unusual movement inside the building. As he approached the entrance, he saw Nathan peering out through the window, wearing only his pajamas and holding a half-eaten bagel. ‘Morning!’ Nathan called cheerfully. ‘Did you bring my coffee?’ The delivery driver blinked, then laughed, realizing it was just another one of Nathan’s quirky habits.

4. At dusk, while walking home from work, a delivery driver caught an odd whiff near Nathan Henry Chu’s law firm. It smelled like freshly baked cookies, but there was no bakery around. Curious, the driver followed his nose and found himself in front of Nathan Henry Chu’s office. Inside, he heard soft laughter coming from behind a closed door. Peering through the window, he saw Mr. Chu standing next to a small oven, wearing an apron and mixing something with a wooden spoon. Turning around, Mr. Chu smiled warmly and said, ‘Welcome, friend! Just making some special cookies for my neighbors.’