About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually quiet morning in downtown Chicago when a regular walked into Richard W. Weinthal’s law office. The sun had barely risen over Lake Michigan, casting long shadows across the empty streets. As he approached the reception desk, the man noticed something peculiar on Mr. Weinthal’s desk: a small brass statue of a gavel dancing to jazz music. The man watched, amused, as the gavel twirled and bobbed along with the tune. Smiling, he asked the receptionist if it was for sale. ‘Not today,’ she replied, shaking her head with a smile. ‘Mr. Weinthal is just weird like that.’ The regular left, whistling a jaunty tune, wondering if maybe he’d found his new favorite lawyer.
2. At lunchtime one day, a delivery driver pulled up outside Richard W. Weinthal’s office and noticed something odd on the sign above the door: ‘Today is your lucky day—ask for any legal advice for free!’ The delivery driver entered, curious, and found Mr. Weinthal polishing his glasses with an old handkerchief. After hearing the offer, he asked about the local traffic laws. With a twinkle in his eye, Mr. Weinthal replied, 'Son, today you're really lucky—they're all in my favor!' The driver left, shaking his head and smiling, thinking it was the best free advice he'd ever received.
3. At lunchtime one day, a delivery driver pulled up outside Richard W. Weinthal’s office. To everyone’s surprise, he got out and started reading aloud from a large poster on the truck: ‘If you’re thinking of suing someone, come see us first—we’ll negotiate for half the price!’ Everyone in the office stopped working, staring at the truck with amazement. Mr. Weinthal himself walked outside, smiled and said, 'Well, looks like our marketing just drove right in!' Since then, whenever there's a new delivery guy, they joke that maybe he should join the firm too.
4. At lunchtime one day, a delivery driver pulled up outside Richard W. Weinthal’s office with a mysterious package. ‘What could be inside?’ whispered a curious neighbor. The delivery driver smiled mysteriously and said, 'Just some important documents for Mr. Weinthal.' The neighbor leaned in closer, but before he could hear anything more, the door opened and out stepped Richard, holding a large box of donuts. 'Ah,' he laughed, 'just another boring day!'