About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Smith Barid, LLC, a regular customer once exclaimed, ‘I swear I saw that guy from the portrait move!’ Since then, late-night visitors claim they’ve caught him sipping whiskey and whispering secrets. One night, a delivery driver swears he overheard the ghost saying, 'Next week’s settlement is gonna be killer!' Another time, an anxious neighbor asked if he could help with her divorce case—only for him to reply, 'Honey, I’m just here for the good scotch.' The bar eventually put up a sign: ‘Ask Mr. Portrait for Legal Advice—Results May Vary.’
2. In the dusty corner of Smith Barid’s parking lot, someone found an old, weathered sign reading ‘Free Legal Advice Here.’ No one knew who placed it or why, but soon enough, every morning brought new visitors—hoping for a lucky break in their legal battles. One day, an elderly neighbor showed up with a basket of freshly baked cookies and asked if they could take advantage of the free service too. The receptionist smiled and said, 'We only give advice here, ma’am.' To which she replied, 'Then I’ll just sit and enjoy these delicious treats while waiting!' And so, Smith Barid & LLC became known not just for dispensing legal wisdom, but also for its unexpected afternoon tea parties.
3. In Smith Barid, LLC's lobby, a delivery driver swore he heard a voice whispering his name from behind the filing cabinets. Curious, the driver peeked around the corner and saw only empty shelves. But when he turned back, he noticed an old photo of a smiling lawyer named Smith. Startled, he blurted out, ‘Mr. Smith?’ To which the picture replied, ‘No, I’m just your friendly neighborhood attorney!’ Everyone in the office burst into laughter, realizing it was all a prank by their colleague’s new intern.
4. In Smith Barid, LLC's mailroom, a delivery driver noticed something odd—a mysterious package wrapped in old newspaper and tied with twine. He shook it gently, but no sound came from inside. Curious, he opened it carefully, revealing an ancient calendar from 1987. On its back was scribbled: 'To Mr. Smith, Happy Birthday!' Turns out, it was just an overzealous neighbor’s forgotten gift, destined for someone else entirely.