About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. At Southeast Family Chiropractic, every morning begins with an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Patients, please be advised that Dr. Smith has discovered a new alignment technique involving imaginary unicorn horns.’ Regulars now come not just for adjustments but also to see if today’s session will feature another whimsical twist. One day, a delivery driver arrived, complaining of back pain. After his adjustment, he asked curiously, 'Dr. Smith, what exactly is this unicorn business?' Smiling broadly, Dr. Smith replied, 'It’s simple—everybody needs a little magic in their lives!' The driver left, muttering under his breath, 'And I thought my job was strange...'
2. A delivery driver arrived early one morning, only to discover that someone had left the office door wide open. As he walked in, he heard a faint voice whispering from inside the empty waiting room: 'Adjust your expectations today...' Curious, he approached the sound and found an old magazine half-hidden under a chair. Flipping through it, he read aloud: ‘Believe in miracles today!’ Just then, his phone buzzed with an order pickup notification—an empty package meant for Southeast Family Chiropractic. The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and whispered back: “I’ll adjust my expectations alright… they’re now set lower than ever!”
3. At Southeast Family Chiropractic, the receptionist began noticing something peculiar around sunset. Each evening, just as patients were leaving, a mysterious shadow would appear outside the window, tapping rhythmically on the glass. One day, an excited delivery driver rushed in, explaining he’d been honking his horn like crazy outside. The receptionist smiled and said, ‘That’s because our evening tapper finally found his own doorbell!’
4. At Southeast Family Chiropractic, the receptionist noticed something odd one day after lunch. ‘Did anyone else hear that?’ she whispered, leaning towards her colleague. They both listened intently as, from behind the closed door of Dr. Smith’s office, came a faint but unmistakable sound: the humming of an old banjo. The receptionists looked at each other, puzzled and amused. One shrugged and said, 'Must be Dr. Smith practicing his secret talent.' The sound stopped abruptly, and they heard Dr. Smith calling out cheerfully, 'Next patient!' And so, the legend of the banjo-chiropractor lived on, quietly humming in the background.