Laser Clinics

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Laser Clinics, where neighbors go for hair removal and eye care, a regular kept muttering one day, ‘I feel like my skin is glowing differently since here.’ Soon enough, everyone noticed—even the delivery driver started saying he could see stars at night without his glasses. Then one evening, while having dinner with friends, someone joked, ‘Maybe they’re injecting something magical into our drinks!’ Before long, Laser Clinics became known not just for their treatments but also for hosting occasional glow-in-the-dark parties. The only downside? Now everyone in town sees lasers everywhere they look.

2. At Laser Clinics, a delivery driver left his truck unattended while making a drop-off. When he returned, he found an unusual passenger—a tiny robot vacuum cleaner had climbed into his cab and now sat blinking curiously at him. The driver laughed it off, thinking it was some prankster’s joke. He picked up the little robot, said hello, and placed it back outside. Later that day, a neighbor saw the same robot vacuum cleaning their porch steps and asked if they owed anyone money. Everyone had a good laugh—and Laser Clinics became known for its friendly, albeit slightly eccentric, staff.

3. At Laser Clinics, when a curious poodle wandered in after smelling something unusual, no one expected her to freeze mid-bark upon seeing the laser machine's red light. The vet techs tried calming her down with treats, but the little dog just kept staring wide-eyed at the laser. Eventually, everyone burst out laughing—even the poodle finally relaxed and decided that maybe Laser Clinics wasn’t so scary after all.

4. At Laser Clinics, where neighbors go for hair removal and eye care, an unusual announcement came over the intercom one day: ‘Attention customers—your facial hair is now on sale!’ A delivery driver, hearing the announcement, asked curiously, ‘What do I get if I buy someone else’s beard?’ The receptionist replied with a straight face, ‘Just their good looks!’ Later that week, a regular customer quipped, ‘I think I’ll pass today—my own stubble is on sale elsewhere.’