Allergy A.R.T.S.

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually hot summer day in the quiet neighborhood when a delivery driver pulled up to Allergy A.R.T.S. with a strange package. As he approached the door, he noticed that the air conditioning had gone haywire—freezing cold inside while it was sweltering outside. Curious, the delivery driver opened the package and found only a small note reading: ‘Try our new climate control service!’ Inside was a tiny fan. Relieved, he turned off the AC, stuck the fan on his dashboard, and drove away, laughing. It turns out Allergy A.R.T.S. specialized in humourous pranks rather than actual allergies.’

2. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Allergy A.R.T.S., puzzled by a sign on the door that read: ‘Today’s Special: One Free Allergy Test with Every Box of Art Supplies.’ The delivery driver shrugged and thought, 'Why not?' He signed in for his free allergy test, picked up some art supplies, and left. Later that day, an artist next door asked if he could borrow one of the boxes. After all, they were ‘free.’ The driver replied, ‘Sure, help yourself!’ Little did anyone know, those art supplies had been specially formulated to cause allergic reactions to common office items—like staplers and paperclips. Now everyone was painting their desks instead of filing papers.'

3. At night, after closing hours, a curious cat would sneak into Allergy A.R.T.S. and start sniffing around the reception desk. Employees noticed it only when the feline began reacting violently to certain bottles on display, as if they were real allergens. One day, an exhausted delivery driver stumbled in late at night. The cat immediately pounced on him, hissing and scratching, while pointing its clawed paws at some mysterious vials. Turns out, the driver was allergic to… catnip! Everyone laughed it off, but now everyone knows not to bring snacks for felines after hours.

4. In the early hours of every full moon, a regular would arrive at Allergy A.R.T.S., carrying a basket filled with mysterious herbs. The staff never questioned him, for he always left before dawn, leaving behind only a faint scent of lavender and a note scribbled in unreadable ink. One night, a sleepy delivery driver arrived at 3 AM, muttering under his breath. He placed an odd package on the counter, then vanished into the shadows. Next morning, everyone found a freshly baked pie with a note reading: ‘Sorry for the late delivery—next time I’ll try to avoid the full moon!’