Advanced Plastic Surgery Institute

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One night, as a delivery driver pulled up to Advanced Plastic Surgery Institute, he noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside the building. It wasn’t like any machinery he’d heard before—more like a low-pitched whine mixed with soft laughter. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a group of plastic surgeons dancing around a holographic model of a face, their hands glowing with green light. One surgeon whispered, 'This is our secret celebration for achieving perfect symmetry.' The delivery driver nodded and drove off, thinking it was just another quirky office party.

2. One morning, while walking past Advanced Plastic Surgery Institute, a neighbor overheard someone ask: ‘Do they really do face-lifts here in the afternoon?’ A few days later, a delivery driver asked with a straight face: 'Is it true you can get a nose job on your lunch break?' A neighbor quipped back: 'Only if you bring your own anesthesia!'

3. Late one night, an intern frantically typed notes into her laptop, unaware that her shadow had taken on a life of its own and was now dancing eerily across the institute's hallway. Suddenly, the shadow stopped and started waving at her, mimicking the intern’s typing motion. Confused, she turned around—and there stood an old man in a lab coat, grinning mischievously. ‘Thought you could outsmart me,’ he said, ‘but I’ve been here since the first laser surgery.’ Turns out it was just the janitor, who’d fallen asleep watching old horror movies again.

4. In the early hours of the morning, a curious poodle named Maxi kept barking furiously outside Advanced Plastic Surgery Institute. His owner, groggy and sleep-deprived, followed him out only to see a silhouetted figure emerging from the building's shadows. The figure turned around, revealing itself to be just an exhausted delivery driver carrying a box marked ‘specialty implants’. Maxi, it seemed, had simply sniffed something unusual. The owner laughed, patting his dog’s head and muttering, ‘Next time, maybe you should check the menu first.’