About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the quiet neighborhood of Seattle’s Capitol Hill, a regular noticed something peculiar one morning. As he walked past Pacific Northwest Dermatology, he caught an odd scent—a mix of citrus and sandalwood that lingered in the air. Curious, he stopped by the door and peered inside. A delivery driver was just leaving with a box labeled ‘aromatherapy oils.’ The doctor emerged moments later, smiling warmly as she said goodbye to her staff. Turns out, it wasn’t anything sinister—just another day at Pacific Northwest Dermatology, where even the smell of citrus could brighten your morning.
2. In a small town in Washington state, a delivery driver stopped for coffee before making his rounds. As he waited outside Pacific Northwest Dermatology, he overheard two patients discussing their latest treatments. Curious, he leaned closer and heard one whisper: ‘I’m here for my weekly facial.’ The other replied, ‘You mean that’s not just your excuse to visit this place every Tuesday?’ Suddenly, an elderly gentleman walked out, rubbing lotion on his nose and muttering, 'This stuff is like sunscreen for old people!' The delivery driver cracked up laughing, realizing he'd been had—everyone in town knew it was just another dermatologist's prank.
3. In a sleepy town near Pacific Northwest Dermatology, a curious neighbor asked aloud: ‘Why does Dr. Smith always seem to be scratching his head when he looks out his window?’ Curiosity got the better of them, so one day a delivery driver casually mentioned, ‘Maybe he’s just checking for new freckles?’ The whole neighborhood burst into laughter, realizing that Dr. Smith was simply scrutinizing the latest skincare trends outside.
4. At Pacific Northwest Dermatology, patients began noticing an odd message on the waiting room wall: ‘If you see three zits in one week, ask Dr. Smith.’ No one knew where it came from or who put it there. One day, a delivery driver joked, ‘I saw four zits last week!’ Everyone laughed, but then he added, ‘Maybe I should ask for Dr. Smith’s secret sauce?’ The receptionist just smiled and said, ‘You’ll know when it’s time.’