Fremont Foot Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Fremont Foot Clinic, every morning begins with an announcement over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our resident ghost may be present today.’ Regulars laugh it off, but new patients often glance nervously around. One day, a delivery driver asked curiously, ‘Who’s the ghost?’ The doctor smiled and replied, “Oh, he’s just an old janitor who passed away here years ago.” The next week, the same driver saw an elderly gentleman sweeping quietly in the hallway—until he realized his broom was made of feathers.

2. At Fremont Foot Clinic, every morning begins with an announcement over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, could the person who parked their hoverboard in the waiting room please come forward?’ One day, a delivery driver arrived with a crate marked ‘special order’. The receptionist asked curiously what it contained. He replied, ‘Just some old shoes for the hoverboard repairman.’ Everyone burst out laughing—there was no such thing as a hoverboard repairman. Finally, after months of confusion, someone from accounting quietly moved the sign outside to read: “Fremont Foot & Delivery Clinic.”

3. At Fremont Foot Clinic, patients often wonder why the receptionist greets them with a mysterious smile and whispers, ‘Welcome to your new adventure in footwear!’ One day, an exhausted delivery driver stumbled in, complaining of blistered feet. The receptionist smiled mysteriously and said, 'Just wait until you try our special orthopedic sandals!' After trying them on, he declared they were like walking on clouds—until he realized he couldn't take them off for three days.

4. At Fremont Foot Clinic, every morning begins with an unusual greeting from the receptionist. 'Good morning, sunshine!' she shouts, no matter what time of day it actually is. One morning, a sleepy delivery driver arrived and mumbled, ‘Morning?’ The receptionist grinned, ‘Good morning, sunshine!’ He yawned, ‘It’s noon.’ She winked, ‘Welcome to our world!’ Later that week, a neighbor asked if they could change the greeting. The receptionist replied, ‘No thanks, I like seeing everyone happy when they come here.’ Everyone left smiling—even those who came for a sore toe.