Amity Medical Group

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does Dr. Amity always wave at that old tree outside his office?’ Dr. Amity smiled and replied, ‘That’s because it reminds me of my childhood home.’ The delivery driver nodded knowingly, thinking he’d solved the mystery—until another colleague mentioned that Dr. Amity was adopted and had no family history. The whole office burst out laughing as they realized the old tree was just an excuse for his daily stretch.

2. One day, an elderly lady walked into the waiting room and noticed something odd on the doctor’s door: ‘Amity Medical Group – We Treat What Others Ignore.’ Curious patients started whispering among themselves, wondering what exactly that meant. Soon enough, a delivery driver arrived, complaining about his sore back from too many packages. The doctor smiled mysteriously and asked him to remove his shirt. After a few minutes of intense massage, the driver left with a big grin, muttering, 'I’ll never ignore my body again!' Turns out, Amity Medical Group specialized in treating overworked muscles—and everyone's aches.

3. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to the Amity Medical Group with a puzzled look on his face. He’d just seen Dr. Amity performing an unusual ritual—waving enthusiastically at a nearby tree. As he approached the building, the delivery driver noticed something odd—a small sign reading ‘Tree Checkup Mondays.’ Shaking his head, he shrugged it off and went inside. Later that day, while making another delivery, he saw Dr. Amity waving again, this time at a squirrel. When asked by a curious neighbor what was going on, she simply smiled and said, “Just keeping our local wildlife healthy!”}

4. At dawn, when most people were still dreaming, a delivery driver pulled up to Amity Medical Group with a puzzled look on his face. ‘Doc Amity must be early today,’ he muttered, noticing the lights already on. As he approached the door, he heard a faint voice calling from inside: ‘Wait… don’t leave yet!’ Curious, the driver cracked open the door and peered inside. A small, sleepy-eyed child poked her head out from behind the reception desk, holding onto a teddy bear. 'I'm Dr. Amity,' she yawned. 'Just helping mom get ready for work.' The delivery man burst into laughter, realizing it was actually Mrs. Amity's little girl playing dress-up. They both shared a warm smile as the sun began to rise over Amity Medical Group.