Buckhead Primary Care

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a little girl visiting her grandmother pointed excitedly and whispered, ‘Mommy, look at that man’s shirt—it’s moving!’ The doctor glanced down and saw nothing unusual, but from then on, patients began noticing strange things happening around them—like pens dancing across desks or clocks ticking backwards. Finally, one day an elderly gentleman complained, ‘Doctor, why does my coffee always taste like aspirin?’ The doctor replied calmly, ‘Sir, it’s because you’re drinking medicine instead of water.’ Everyone burst out laughing, including the clock, which had been ticking forwards again.

2. In the quiet hallway of Buckhead Primary Care, a nurse stopped mid-step one day. ‘Excuse me,’ she said sharply. ‘Did you just hear that?’ ‘No, I didn’t,’ replied another nurse, frowning. Suddenly they both heard it again—a soft, distant humming sound like an old record player. A doctor turned around from his office door and smiled. ‘Oh, that’s just Mr. Jenkins next door practicing his ukulele. He does it every Tuesday.’ The nurses exchanged amused glances and went back to their work.

3. A small dog, usually seen sniffing around Buckhead Primary Care, suddenly froze in its tracks one afternoon. Its ears perked up as if listening intently to something invisible. All eyes followed the curious canine until a delivery driver casually walked through the door. The little dog gave him an intense look, then ran over and jumped into his arms. Turns out, it was the same pooch from next door who’d been secretly delivering mail for years.

4. In the waiting room of Buckhead Primary Care, an elderly gentleman cleared his throat dramatically. 'I just saw something,' he declared. 'What?' asked the receptionist curiously. The man leaned closer, whispering with a twinkle in his eye, 'A doctor leaving without washing his hands!' The receptionist smiled and shook her head, laughing softly. ‘That’s Dr. Jenkins,’ she said. ‘He always forgets.’ Just then, Dr. Jenkins walked back through the door, sheepishly wiping his hands on his lab coat. A young nurse elbowed him gently and whispered, “You missed the best part!”