Foothills Psychiatry

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Foothills Psychiatry with an urgent package. As he approached the door, he heard soft laughter coming from inside—an odd sound for such a serious place. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only empty rooms. Then, out of nowhere, a voice whispered, ‘Can I help you?’ Startled, the driver turned around—and found himself face-to-face with a life-sized cardboard cutout of a psychiatrist. Turns out it was just a prank by a regular trying to scare him.’

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Foothills Psychiatry with an urgent package. As he approached the door, a small dog emerged from behind the building, its eyes wide and ears perked. The dog ran straight toward him, barking excitedly—and then stopped abruptly, sniffing something invisible in mid-air. The delivery driver scratched his head, puzzled. Just as he bent down to pet the curious canine, another voice called out from inside: ‘Hey, that’s our new therapy dog!’ The door opened, revealing a friendly doctor who added, “He helps patients relax during sessions.” The delivery guy laughed, shaking his head, and drove off, muttering under his breath, ‘Next time I’ll check the address twice.’

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Foothills Psychiatry with an urgent package. ‘This is the last place I expected to deliver tonight,’ he muttered under his breath as he approached the front door. As he stepped inside, a soft voice called out from behind the reception desk: 'Delivery for Dr. Sleeping?' The delivery driver blinked in surprise and looked around. 'Um, no, I'm here for—' Before he could finish, a sleepy doctor emerged, rubbing his eyes. 'Oh, hello there! Did you bring my coffee?'

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Foothills Psychiatry with an urgent package. As he approached the reception area, a small dog darted out from behind a door, barking wildly and pointing frantically towards the elevator. The driver looked puzzled but followed the canine’s lead, only to discover a sign reading ‘Emergency Psychiatric Advice After Midnight’. The delivery driver shrugged and said, 'Well, looks like I’m here for some midnight therapy!' He pressed the button, and as the doors opened, a sleepy nurse asked, 'Can I help you?' With a smile, he replied, 'Just wanted to check if anyone could recommend a good restaurant around here.' The nurse laughed heartily and pointed down the hallway, whispering, 'Ask that old guy in room 309—he knows every eatery within a hundred miles.'