About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the waiting room of Proliance Orthopaedics & Sports Medicine, a sign appeared one day: ‘If you hear clicking sounds from your chair, do not panic—this is normal.’ Since then, patients claim they can often hear an eerie rhythm while being treated. One day, a delivery driver sat down and heard a familiar click-click. Curious, he leaned back—and his chair began dancing to some unseen tune. The doctor looked up, smiled, and said, 'Welcome to our practice—it’s just our special therapeutic music system!'
2. At dawn, when most people were still stretching in bed, a delivery driver pulled up outside Proliance Orthopaedics & Sports Medicine with an unusual package. The receptionist opened it curiously and found… nothing but a note that read: ‘Your first patient of the day is late.’ The receptionist shrugged and posted the note on the door. Soon enough, a regular jogger walked in, rubbing sleep from his eyes and muttering something about missing his alarm. He glanced at the sign and said, 'I guess I’m here for my appointment then!' Everyone had a good laugh, and the day started off with a smile.
3. A neighborhood kid was riding his bike past Proliance Orthopaedics & Sports Medicine one afternoon when he noticed something odd. The doctor’s office seemed unusually quiet, and as he pedaled closer, he heard a faint humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he slowed down and peered through the window. Inside, an elderly delivery driver was dancing awkwardly to some oldies station on the radio, completely oblivious to the world around him. The boy laughed so hard he almost fell off his bike, then rode away, certain that no ordinary doctor's office could ever be THAT boring.
4. In the parking lot of Proliance Orthopaedics & Sports Medicine, someone left behind an old, rusty bicycle helmet with a note that read: ‘For the fastest runner or cyclist who never came.’ One day, a delivery driver noticed something strange—a pair of mismatched socks stuck to the handlebars. Curious, he picked them up and found a tiny note attached: ‘For the most coordinated patient who always forgets their own size.’