Starkey Medical Esthetics

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the parking lot—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. Curious, he picked it up and carried it inside, where no one seemed to notice its appearance. As he opened the package, out popped a tiny gerbil wearing a little pink tutu. Everyone burst into laughter, realizing it was just an elaborate prank from a neighbor who loved practical jokes. From then on, Starkey Medical Esthetics became known for its quirky sense of humor.

2. In the quiet neighborhood near Starkey Medical Esthetics, an elderly gentleman often stopped for a chat outside the salon. One day, he exclaimed, ‘I keep seeing strange lights coming from those windows!’ The receptionist smiled and replied, “Oh, that’s just our new LED facials.” But the old man insisted, “No, no—it looks like dancing fairies!” The receptionist laughed gently. ‘Actually,’ she said, ‘those are just our special light therapy treatments.’ The old man nodded thoughtfully, then winked at her. ‘Well, whatever they are, I’ll bet they’re working wonders—everyone here looks years younger than their age!’ And with a wave goodbye, he walked off, muttering under his breath about how much he’d love one of those fairy-light facials himself.

3. In the dimly lit hallway of Starkey Medical Esthetics, a delivery driver placed boxes on the counter and noticed something peculiar—an old pair of spectacles resting innocently among the supplies. Curious, he picked them up and found an ancient note scribbled inside: ‘For Dr. Starkey’s eyes only.’ Smiling, the delivery driver decided to keep the glasses as a souvenir from his unusual visit. Back home, he tried them on in front of the mirror and promptly burst into laughter—he looked exactly like a character from a silent movie, complete with exaggerated expressions.

4. At Starkey Medical Esthetics, a little girl pointed excitedly one day. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, ‘is that man growing hair on his face?’ A delivery driver paused mid-unpacking, blinking in surprise. The esthetician smiled and nodded knowingly. ‘No, sweetheart,’ she said gently, ‘he’s just sprouting facial scruff for the weekend.’ The little girl giggled, while her mother rolled her eyes and muttered something about men and their ever-changing faces.