About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One foggy morning in downtown Chicago, a delivery driver pulled up to Ferrari Orthodontics with a box of orthodontic supplies. As he unlocked the door, he noticed something strange: the receptionist’s chair had been turned around, facing away from the desk. Curious, he approached and saw that the receptionist was fast asleep, drooling gently on her clipboard. The delivery guy gave her a gentle shake, mumbling, ‘Time for work, ma’am.’ She sat upright, yawned, stretched, and asked sleepily, 'Did I miss anything interesting today?'
2. At dawn one autumn morning, a jogger passing Ferrari Orthodontics noticed something peculiar: a small dog wearing braces trotted out of the clinic's entrance. Curious, the jogger followed the little canine into the empty street. Suddenly, from an open window came a voice: ‘Hey, Rover, where are you going?’ A sleepy dentist appeared in his pajamas, rubbing his eyes and holding a cup of coffee. The dog yipped back, clearly familiar with the routine. Turns out, every morning Ferrari Orthodontics had a special patient—a neighborhood mutt who needed his teeth fixed before chasing squirrels.
3. In the quiet suburbs of Los Angeles, a delivery driver pulled into Ferrari Orthodontics late one afternoon. As he walked past the reception desk, he nearly tripped over an oddly familiar object—a vintage toy car, perfectly aligned and polished like it had just come off the assembly line. Curious, he picked up the tiny car and noticed its license plate read ‘DR TEETH.’ Just then, an old man in a lab coat emerged from behind the scenes, adjusting his glasses with a smile. 'Ah,' he said warmly, “you’ve found our little mascot. He’s been here longer than most of my patients.” The delivery driver laughed, realizing he’d stumbled upon something unique—an orthodontist who loved Ferraris almost as much as straight teeth.
4. Late one night, a pizza delivery guy knocked on Ferrari Orthodontics' door. The neon sign blinked ominously, and he wondered if he'd taken the wrong address. The door creaked open, revealing an old man in a lab coat who asked gruffly, ‘What do you want?’ The delivery driver stammered out his order, and after a moment’s hesitation, the man said with a twinkle in his eye, ‘Just one second.’ He disappeared into the shadows before returning with a box of freshly baked cookies. ‘It’s our house rule,’ he explained, ‘everyone gets a treat when they visit Ferrari Orthodontics.’