The Oaks Medial Centre

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to The Oaks Medical Centre with a frown on his face. Something wasn’t quite right—all the lights were off except for a single flickering bulb in an upstairs window. As he approached the door, he heard a faint voice from inside: ‘Next patient please!’ Startled, he knocked gently and called out, ‘Hello? Is anyone there?’ A sleepy doctor’s head appeared at the top of the stairs, rubbing his eyes and muttering, ‘Oh, it’s you again… Just leave the stuff here.’ And with that, the delivery guy grinned and said goodbye, realizing that sometimes even medical centres are closed for the night.'

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to The Oaks Medical Centre with a box marked ‘Emergency Supplies’. As he unlocked the door, an elderly voice whispered from behind him: ‘Hurry up, sonny, I’ve been waiting for ages!’ As he turned around, there stood an old gentleman in a wrinkled suit, holding a clipboard and smiling warmly. 'Just checking in,' he said. The delivery driver laughed nervously, realizing it was probably just another late-night visitor. 'Guess I'll see you around, Doc!'

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to The Oaks Medical Centre and noticed an eerie sign on the door: ‘Emergency Room Open Round-the-Clock — Even for Non-Emergencies.’ As he entered, a friendly nurse asked if he needed help with something urgent. Turns out, she was just testing him because it was her birthday and she wanted someone to wish her happy birthday! The delivery driver laughed it off, glad that his late-night detour turned out to be nothing more than a quirky celebration.

4. Late one night, when the streets were quiet as a mouse, a delivery driver pulled up to The Oaks Medical Centre with a box full of urgent prescriptions. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed an eerie glow coming from behind the closed doors. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only shadows dancing on the wall. Suddenly, a voice called out, ‘Hey! Don’t you know it’s after hours?’ It was just the night janitor, mopping floors in his pajamas. Relieved, the delivery guy explained his mission. The janitor chuckled and said, “Next time use the intercom, mate!”