Jane A. Zazzaro, Psy.D.

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Dr. Jane’s clinic and noticed something odd: the parking lot lights were on, but no cars were moving. He parked carefully and peered inside—only to see an empty waiting room with one chair slowly rocking back and forth. Curious, he approached the swinging chair and sat down. Suddenly, from behind him came a soft voice: ‘Delivery guy? I’ve been expecting you.’ Startled, he turned around—and found himself facing only an empty office. Turns out it was just Dr. Zazzaro testing her new virtual reality therapy for social anxiety!’

2. One morning, a jogger passing by Dr. Jane’s clinic noticed an unusual sight: the doctor’s receptionist had fallen asleep at her desk, drooling softly into a pile of old magazines. A few minutes later, another patient arrived for their appointment and nudged the sleeping receptionist gently with their elbow. Startled awake, she blurted out, ‘I thought you were just another hallucination!’ Turns out, she’d been working late nights preparing for an upcoming conference. The jogger, who happened to be a regular, laughed heartily and said, ‘Next time, maybe bring some coffee instead.’

3. One day, a curious neighbor walked past Dr. Jane’s clinic and wondered aloud: ‘Why does that sign keep changing colors?’ Suddenly, an amused delivery driver passing by said, 'I bet it's some fancy new light bulb experiment!' But no one could figure it out until a tech-savvy neighbor finally announced, 'Oh, that's just Dr. Jane's way of keeping things interesting.' The sign continued to change colors every few minutes, leaving everyone in the neighborhood with a smile on their faces.

4. One afternoon, a little girl skipped down the street and stopped in front of Dr. Jane’s clinic. Suddenly, she pointed excitedly at the window and whispered, ‘Mommy, look! The doctor is talking to a ghost!’ The mother looked closer and giggled softly, ‘Honey, that’s just Dr. Jane talking to herself while organizing her thoughts.’ The little girl nodded knowingly, then ran inside for an appointment, whispering back, ‘But Mommy, I still saw a ghost!’