Boston University Student Health Services

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Boston University’s Student Health Services. As he unloaded boxes, he noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside the building—something like a distant refrigerator, but not quite. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a strange sight—a small alien creature, wearing a lab coat, gently tending to some glowing plants. Startled, the driver knocked on the door, and the creature turned around with a big smile, saying, 'Oh, hello! Just helping BU grow their next generation of superheroes!'

2. On an unusually quiet Sunday morning, a student nurse arrived early for her shift at Boston University's Student Health Services. As she unlocked the door, she heard a soft humming coming from inside. Curious, she peered into the dimly lit waiting room and saw a shadowy figure sitting motionless in one of the chairs. The figure was just an old teddy bear, its eyes closed as if it were napping. The nurse smiled, picked up the cuddly toy, and placed it on a nearby table with a gentle pat. Turning around, she noticed that the waiting room had filled with students eagerly awaiting their turns—none of them seemed to mind the little bear’s unexpected appearance.

3. Early one foggy morning, a Boston University student rushed into the Student Health Services, certain she’d left her keys inside last night. As she frantically searched for them, an elderly delivery driver walked in, muttering something about his breakfast being late. He looked down and said, ‘I found your keys outside—you must’ve dropped them when you ran out.’ The relieved student thanked him profusely, realizing that sometimes even the most unexpected people come through in a foggy morning crisis.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Boston University’s Student Health Services. The neon sign flickered ominously as he stepped out of his truck, clutching a box marked ‘Emergency Supplies.’ Suddenly, over the intercom came a voice: ‘Attention, attention—we’ve got a ghost in reception!’ The delivery driver looked around nervously. ‘I’ll take care of it,’ he muttered, opening the box and pulling out a dustpan and broom. Moments later, everyone heard him exclaim cheerfully, ‘And done! Just needed a good sweep!’ The ghost never returned, but from then on, students joked that BU’s reception was haunted by a particularly enthusiastic janitor.