Happy Feet Reflexology

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet neighborhood of Portland, Oregon, something peculiar started happening outside Happy Feet Reflexology clinic one morning. A delivery driver noticed an old shoebox left on the pavement near the entrance. Curious, he picked it up and found inside a handwritten note reading: ‘Take care of yourself today.’ Smiling, the delivery driver took the box inside. Later that day, while massaging a regular’s feet, the owner opened the shoebox to reveal a pair of comically oversized slippers with fuzzy socks inside. The note read: 'Wear these when you’re stressed—guaranteed relaxation!' Everyone burst out laughing, realizing the mysterious gift was just someone’s idea of fun. Since then, Happy Feet has become known not only for reflexology but also for its weekly mystery deliveries.

2. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Happy Feet with a heavy box under his arm. As he unlocked the door, an unusual scent wafted out—like fresh cookies mixed with lavender. The driver wrinkled his nose but shrugged it off, thinking maybe someone had left something baking inside. Inside, he found no one but a small note on the counter: 'Sorry for the inconvenience, our feet are resting today.' The driver laughed and shook his head, muttering, 'Next time I'll bring them some real cookies!'

3. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Happy Feet with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. As he placed it on the counter, everyone in the waiting room caught a whiff of something strange—was that chocolate or cookies? No one dared ask until the aroma filled the entire building. Finally, someone opened the package curiously. Out popped a giant box of freshly baked cookies! The whole place erupted into laughter and joy as everyone shared the treats. Since then, 'Happy Feet' became known not just for reflexology but also for its daily surprise deliveries of homemade goodies.

4. At dawn one morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Happy Feet with a mysterious package wrapped in brown paper. As he approached the door, the neon sign above flickered ominously, casting eerie shadows on the pavement. The delivery driver carefully placed the package on the counter and asked if anyone was Dr. Joy. A quiet voice from the back replied, 'That's me.' The driver handed over the parcel with a smile, saying it was from a regular customer. Curious, Dr. Joy opened the package to discover inside—a box of her favorite chocolates. Turns out, it was just another friendly gesture from someone who appreciated her work.