Planned Parenthood

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Planned Parenthood and noticed something strange—a soft humming sound coming from inside. Curious but cautious, he parked his truck and peered through the window. The lights were on, but no staff seemed to be around. As he approached the door, a faint scent of fresh-baked cookies wafted out, making him wonder if someone had left the oven on. Just as he reached for the handle, a little voice called out from within: 'Mister, can you smell that? Our batch is perfect!' Turns out it was just a friendly neighborhood baker who’d mistakenly locked herself in after closing time. Everyone had a good laugh—and now they know not to leave the oven on when leaving for work.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Planned Parenthood and noticed an odd sound coming from inside—a rhythmic tapping that seemed almost like someone playing drums in there. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only a dimly lit room with closed curtains. Suddenly, a voice came from within: 'Hey, can you turn off that goddamn siren? I'm trying to practice!' Turned out, it was just a pregnant woman next door rehearsing for her baby shower drum circle.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Planned Parenthood and heard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention all employees—your monthly meeting is rescheduled for tomorrow morning at 8 sharp. Please bring your own coffee.’ The delivery driver chuckled and thought, 'Well, that’s a first!' The next day he arrived early with his own thermos of coffee. Inside, everyone was already sipping from mugs emblazoned with funny slogans. One colleague whispered, ‘Looks like they finally realized how important caffeine is!’

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Planned Parenthood and saw a sign in the window that read ‘Last Call for Condoms.’ He scratched his head and asked aloud, ‘What time is happy hour around here?’ Inside, an elderly volunteer looked up from her knitting and smiled warmly. 'Happy hour's anytime after midnight,' she said with a twinkle in her eye. The driver left, shaking his head but grinning, realizing he’d stumbled into a place where every day was casual Friday.