Emory Clinic Building A

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the dimly lit hallway of Emory Clinic Building A, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar one morning. Among the usual boxes and medical supplies in his truck, there lay an old, dusty violin case. As he opened it curiously, a soft melody drifted out, filling the empty corridor with unexpected harmony. Turning around, he saw an elderly gentleman smiling from across the hall, waving sheepishly. ‘Just borrowing your truck,’ he said, picking up his violin. The delivery driver shook his head, laughing. ‘Next time, ask first!’

2. In the dusty corner of Emory Clinic Building A's supply closet, a janitor stumbled upon an old wooden box labeled ‘Lost & Found’. Curious, he opened it and found not just forgotten umbrellas or stray pens, but something much stranger—a tiny, perfectly preserved lemon meringue pie. As days passed, rumors spread through the hospital like wildfire—was it a prank from a mischievous intern? Or maybe a ghostly nurse’s farewell gift? No one knew for sure. Finally, the head chef appeared, sniffed the pie, and declared it fit for any patient’s breakfast. And so, every morning, someone in the clinic got to enjoy that mysterious, timeless dessert.

3. In the early morning hours, an intern frantically searched through Emory Clinic Building A for her missing stethoscope, only to discover it dangling from the ceiling in the empty waiting room. Just as she was about to give up hope, she heard a voice from above saying, 'Next time, maybe you should check your pockets first!' Turned out, it was just a delivery driver who had accidentally hung his lunchbox on her precious stethoscope.

4. In the late afternoon, as a nurse was closing up her desk drawer, she heard someone whisper: ‘Hey, doc, where’s my prescription?’ She froze for a moment, then looked around suspiciously. No one was there but an old delivery driver waiting outside with a box of supplies. With a laugh, she called out, 'Next time knock, okay?'