About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a little boy walking down Fair Oaks Boulevard stopped dead in his tracks when he saw something odd outside Dermatology Specialists of Pasadena. His mother asked him what was wrong, and he pointed excitedly at the window, where a life-size mannequin seemed to be waving back at him. The mom looked closer and noticed that the ‘mannequin’ was actually an old doctor’s dummy used for training new staff. The boy just happened to catch it at the perfect moment—arms flailing wildly as if saying goodbye. Passersby started laughing, thinking it was some prank, until a delivery driver jogged over and explained the situation with a smile. Everyone had a good laugh, and the boy went on his way, none the wiser about the quirky happenings at the dermatology clinic.
2. In the waiting room of Dermatology Specialists of Pasadena, a regular patient noticed something peculiar on the receptionist’s desk one day. A small, unmarked envelope sat there, seemingly out of place among the usual paperwork and magazines. Curious, she opened it to find…nothing but a single strand of hair. Turns out, it was from the receptionist’s cat, who often lounged around the office. The patient laughed it off, thinking maybe the cat had accidentally left its calling card.
3. In the parking lot of Dermatology Specialists of Pasadena, a delivery driver found an oddly familiar package. Curious, he opened it to discover… nothing but a note that read: ‘For your next skincare regimen.’ Confused and intrigued, the delivery driver showed the note to his colleagues inside. They all burst out laughing when they saw the handwritten message: 'Start with cleanse, tone, moisturize—oh, and don’t forget sunscreen!' Turns out, someone had accidentally mixed up their mail-order beauty routine with the clinic’s promotional materials.
4. A delivery driver pulled up to the Dermatology Specialists of Pasadena with a frown on his face. ‘Why does every medical office I visit smell like someone’s trying out new perfumes?’ he muttered under his breath. As he stepped inside, the scent grew stronger—like an entire perfume counter had been bottled and sprayed into the waiting room. A nearby patient looked up from her magazine and smiled warmly. 'Welcome!' she chirped. 'At last, someone who appreciates our fragrant atmosphere!' The delivery driver just shook his head and rolled his eyes, muttering something about never delivering to dermatologists again.