Digestive Health Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Digestive Health Clinic with a worried look on his face. He had just received an unusual request from the receptionist—something about delivering a package that could only be handled after midnight. As he approached the entrance, he noticed a small sign reading ‘Closed After Midnight’. With a shrug, he decided to leave it near the reception desk and quietly drove off. The next morning, when the staff arrived, they found the package—a box of digestive biscuits meant for the night shift—and couldn’t help but laugh.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Digestive Health Clinic with an urgent package. As he approached the door, he heard a voice from inside asking, 'Do you have any idea what time it is?' ‘No,’ replied the delivery driver, rubbing his eyes. ‘But I can tell you that my boss will not be happy if I’m late again.’ The voice laughed softly. ‘Then maybe you should come in and see our latest patient—she’s been complaining about constipation for hours!’ The driver knocked on the door, thinking it was probably just another quirky story from the night shift staff.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Digestive Health Clinic with an urgent package. As he approached the entrance, a voice crackled over the intercom: 'Please leave your delivery here and do not enter—we're having a particularly delicate procedure.' The delivery driver shrugged and left the box, then went back to his truck. Suddenly, from inside came a muffled shout: ‘Hey, wait! We could really use some ice for that…’ The driver grinned and threw in a bag of frozen peas before driving off into the night.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Digestive Health Clinic with an urgent package for Dr. Jenkins. As he stepped out of the car, he noticed an odd glow coming from the clinic's windows. Curious, he peered through the window and saw Dr. Jenkins dancing around in his lab coat, singing along to some old tune on the radio. Turned out the clinic had been wired for Christmas lights, and everyone thought it was just another quirky doctor’s habit. The delivery driver left smiling, glad he wasn’t the only one delivering packages to unusual places.