Optum

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar in Optum’s parking lot—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper and tied with string. No note, no label, just an ordinary-looking package among cars. Curious, he opened it later that day only to discover a tiny teddy bear wearing a lab coat and holding a stethoscope. Next to it was a card reading: ‘For your patients’ well-being.’ Turns out, someone had mistakenly delivered a toy from a nearby store instead of medicine.

2. In the early afternoon, a delivery driver parked his truck next to Optum and went inside for a quick break. As he walked back outside, he noticed an unusual item on the clinic's front steps—an old, dusty kite with brightly colored ribbons. Curious, he picked it up and saw that one ribbon was slightly damp. Just then, an elderly gentleman emerged from the clinic, smiling warmly. ‘Ah,’ he said, “that’s our good luck charm. It brings patients who stay longer than expected.” The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and drove off, wondering if maybe he’d just found the perfect excuse for a coffee break.

3. A little boy walked into Optum one day, clearly lost in thought. As he approached the reception desk, he stopped abruptly, pointed at an empty corner of the waiting room, and whispered excitedly, ‘Mom, look! There’s a ghost playing with those toys!’ The receptionist smiled warmly and replied, 'Oh, hello there! That’s just our new mascot, Mr. Ghostly Helper. He helps keep kids entertained while they wait.' The little boy looked puzzled for a moment before breaking out into a big smile, nodding enthusiastically as if it made perfect sense. From then on, whenever anyone mentioned Optum, they’d whisper, 'Did you hear? They’ve got a ghost who plays with toys!'

4. In the quiet of a Sunday morning, an elderly woman entered Optum with a puzzled expression on her face. ‘I’m here for my monthly checkup,’ she said softly, but no one answered. As she looked around, she noticed that all the clocks had stopped at exactly 8:15 AM. Confused and slightly amused, she decided to wait. Soon enough, a young delivery driver walked in, dropped off some packages, and left without saying a word. Finally, an old neighbor appeared, nodded solemnly, then quietly exited through another door. The woman smiled and thought, ‘Well, if they’re not going anywhere, neither am I.’ She settled into a comfy chair, pulled out her knitting, and spent the rest of the day in perfect silence.