Dermatology Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Dermatology Clinic. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he noticed something strange—a faint scent of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air. Curious, he followed the aroma inside and found an elderly receptionist humming softly while making fresh batches of cookies for her granddaughter next door. ‘Just ignore it,’ she whispered with a smile, waving him back outside. The driver shrugged, finished his delivery, and walked away, wondering if maybe the clinic was just a little too nice.’

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Dermatology Clinic. As he stepped out of the car with boxes of supplies, he noticed something strange on the wall of the building. Suddenly, he saw an old poster for a local band from the nineties. Curious, he leaned in closer and read the lyrics: ‘I’m just a doctor, trying to heal your skin.’ Turning around, he realized it was an advertisement for the clinic’s new laser treatment—clearly someone had accidentally taped it over the original sign. The delivery driver laughed and drove off, thinking, ‘At least they’re not advertising penicillin anymore!’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Dermatology Clinic. ‘Why are all these people here?’ he asked himself, noticing the long line outside. Finally, an impatient voice from the queue called out, ‘Hey, Doc, what’s taking so long? My skin can’t wait!’ The doctor emerged with a big smile and said, ‘It’s nothing serious—just some rare strain of acne that only strikes after midnight.’ The delivery driver shook his head and muttered, ‘Next time I’ll just order online.’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to the Dermatology Clinic. The sign above the door read: ‘Closed for the night—see you tomorrow with your worst skin ever!’ The delivery driver knocked on the door and called out, ‘Hey, anyone home? I’ve got your weekly supply of bandages!’ Suddenly, an old lady appeared in the window, waving frantically and whispering, ‘Don’t come in! They’re all zombies inside!’ The driver shook his head and drove off, muttering, ‘Another crazy dermatologist story.’