Parkside Surgery

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, as an exhausted delivery driver pulled up outside Parkside Surgery, he noticed something odd. The faint hum of old machinery mixed with a strange, soothing scent wafted through the open window. Curious, he leaned in closer—only to see a line of patients waiting patiently, each holding a cup of steaming tea. As he approached the counter, a friendly doctor greeted him with a smile and asked, ‘Would you like some herbal tea while you wait?’ The delivery driver shook his head, confused but amused. Turning back to his bike, he muttered, ‘Next time I’ll order from Parkside Surgery… or maybe they deliver!’

2. Late one night, as an exhausted delivery driver pulled up outside Parkside Surgery, he noticed something odd on the hospital’s loading dock—a large box marked ‘MEDICAL SUPPLIES’ but filled with nothing more than old newspapers and empty jars. Curious, the driver opened the box, discovering only a note scribbled in pencil: 'Dear friend, sorry for the inconvenience—we ran out of actual supplies again.' Turning around, he saw a familiar face peering from the door: 'Aren't you Mr. Johnson from down the street?'

3. Late one night, as an exhausted delivery driver pulled up outside Parkside Surgery, he muttered under his breath, ‘Why does it always rain on me?’ The next thing he knew, the neon sign flickered and whispered back, ‘Because you’re the only one here with an umbrella.’ Suddenly, the door creaked open, and a sleepy nurse peered out. 'Need some help?' she asked. The driver grinned sheepishly. 'Just trying to avoid getting soaked,' he replied. As they both stepped into the dimly lit hallway, the nurse chuckled softly, ‘Welcome to Parkside Surgery—where even the umbrellas are part-time employees.’

4. Late one night, as a sleep-deprived nurse was locking up Parkside Surgery, she noticed something odd in the parking lot—a shopping cart filled with mismatched socks. Curious, she peered inside and found them arranged by color, with little notes like ‘for your left foot’ or ‘left over from last year’s marathon’. Just then, an exhausted delivery driver walked up, apologizing for leaving his lucky socks behind again. The nurse smiled, realizing that maybe Parkside Surgery wasn’t so quiet after all.