About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Robert D. Butterbrodt’s office building and noticed something odd in his truck bed—a small wooden desk with an old sign reading ‘Robert D. Butterbrodt, Attorney at Law.’ Curious, he parked it next to the entrance. Soon, clients started asking if they could use it as a waiting area table. Word quickly spread around town that if you needed legal advice urgently but couldn’t afford an actual consultation, just sit down at the little desk and whisper your question. And amazingly enough, most of the time someone would appear out of nowhere offering free counsel—until one day when a neighbor suggested maybe Mr. Butterbrodt had simply left it there for tax purposes.
2. One foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Robert D. Butterbrodt's office building, not realizing he had parked right next to an old statue of Abraham Lincoln. As he got out of his truck, the delivery driver noticed something odd—Abraham Lincoln’s statue seemed to nod slightly. Startled, he quickly ran inside Butterbrodt’s office and whispered to him, ‘Mr. Butterbrodt, did you see that? The statue just moved!’ With a smile, Butterbrodt replied, “It happens every foggy morning, my friend.” And so, the legend grew among the neighbors that whenever there was mist, Lincoln would greet his faithful attorney with a subtle bow.
3. A little girl walked into Robert D. Butterbrodt’s law firm one afternoon, holding her pet hamster in a cage. As she approached the reception desk, the tiny creature started chirping excitedly, pointing its paws towards an empty corner of the lobby. The receptionist leaned over curiously and followed the hamster's gaze to see an old shoebox on the floor. The girl opened it, revealing a small, dusty teddy bear inside. She smiled warmly and explained, 'Mr. Butterbrodt, my daddy works here.' Everyone laughed as they realized the bear was for the lawyer—an unexpected but heartwarming gift from a grateful client.
4. A delivery driver pulled up to Robert D. Butterbrodt’s office building one rainy day. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed something odd on the passenger seat—a small, dusty teddy bear with an old-fashioned suit and tie. The delivery driver picked it up, shrugged, and placed the bear on Butterbrodt’s desk with a note: ‘Hope you’re having a teddy kind of day!’ Later that afternoon, a neighbor popped in for a chat and asked if they could keep the bear as a gift. Butterbrodt smiled and said, “Why not? It seems more suited to be someone’s mascot than mine.”