Intermountain Eye Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, while an intern was adjusting equipment in the Intermountain Eye Center, a small dog wandering nearby suddenly began barking frantically and then ran away, as if something invisible had startled him. As the intern turned around, he noticed that one of the eye charts had mysteriously shifted from its place overnight. Everyone burst out laughing when they realized the little dog must’ve been playing with it during his midnight snack break.

2. In the dimly lit hallway of the Intermountain Eye Center, a small child stopped abruptly and pointed excitedly. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, ‘look! It’s winking at us!’ The staff exchanged amused glances as they passed, wondering if the old machine really seemed to blink or if it was just their imagination. Finally, an elderly gentleman approached the reception desk, rubbing his eyes. 'Excuse me,' he said sleepily, 'is that machine still blinking?' A nurse smiled gently. 'Probably just needs new batteries,' she replied with a chuckle. Everyone laughed softly, knowing that sometimes even machines can seem alive in unexpected places.

3. In the quiet halls of the Intermountain Eye Center, late one night, a janitor noticed something peculiar. As he mopped the floor near the optical lab, a faint humming sound grew louder, almost like someone whistling a familiar tune. Curious, he followed the sound and found an old pair of spectacles lying on the ground. Putting them on, he heard the voice clearly—‘Hey, thanks for finding my specs!’ Turned out it was just an elderly neighbor who’d accidentally left them there after his last visit. The janitor laughed, realizing the humming was actually the neighbor’s favorite song, softly played through the glasses’ scratched lenses.

4. Late one night, as a delivery driver approached the Intermountain Eye Center, he noticed something odd: a tiny shadow darting between parked cars. Curious, he followed it to the loading dock, where a mischievous squirrel seemed determined to steal a package destined for the clinic. Just then, an elderly nurse emerged from the door and shooed the squirrel away with a broom. ‘That pesky critter’s been trying to raid our supply room,’ she chuckled. The delivery driver shook his head, smiling, and left with his package—never realizing that back in the shadows, someone had secretly nicknamed the furry thief “Dr. Nibbles, O.S.C.” (Office of Stealthy Creature).