About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night, as Dr. Bass finished her rounds in the Squirrel Hill office, an urgent announcement crackled over the intercom: ‘Attention all staff—we have a patient who insists he’s been bitten by a wolf.’ Dr. Bass raised an eyebrow and asked the patient if he was sure. The man nodded earnestly, pointing to his arm where a small red mark looked suspiciously like a mosquito bite. Smiling, Dr. Bass called out, 'Next!' Later that evening, while reviewing charts, she heard someone laughing outside her window—it turned out to be just a delivery driver with a squirrel on his shoulder.
2. Late one afternoon, while Dr. Bass was reviewing charts in her Squirrel Hill office, a strange whistling sound filled the hallway. Curious neighbors peered out their windows, and soon enough, even passing delivery drivers slowed down to listen. The source turned out to be nothing more than an enthusiastic pigeon serenading itself on the roof outside. Neighbors laughed it off as just another quirky moment in their cozy neighborhood, while Dr. Bass continued her work, occasionally glancing up to smile at the unexpected concert.
3. Late one morning, while Dr. Bass was preparing for her day in the Squirrel Hill office, she noticed something peculiar on the reception desk—a small, dusty jar labeled ‘Free Samples’ containing what looked like old buttons and mismatched badges. Curious, she picked up the jar and peered inside. One of the receptionists, a regular named Mr. Jenkins, poked his head around the corner and whispered, 'Oh, that’s just Dr. Wolfson's collection of lost nametags from conferences.' As it turned out, every time someone misplaced their badge, they ended up on Dr. Bass' desk as 'free samples'. It became such a joke that whenever anyone new joined the practice, they’d get a personalized welcome gift—an old button with a humorous caption!'