About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to Midwest Express Clinic and noticed something peculiar in the parking lot—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper, with no return address. Curious, he opened it to find inside a note that read: ‘Forgot your lunch again? Hope you like sandwiches!’ Turned out, it was from a friendly neighbor who’d been leaving free lunches for staff during the pandemic.
2. In the waiting room of Midwest Express Clinic, a small dog approached a regular patient’s bag. Its owner called out, ‘Max, no!’ but the curious canine sniffed something unusual—a faint scent that lingered even after everyone left. Finally, Max found his way back to the reception desk where an exhausted nurse was tidying up. She smiled and said, 'Max, you little scoundrel! You're always sneaking into people's bags.' The nurse pulled out a package of treats from her drawer and whispered, 'I guess someone needs to learn not to leave their belongings unattended!'
3. In the Midwest Express Clinic's parking lot, a delivery driver found an unusual item—a tiny kite stuck in one of the poles. Curious onlookers gathered as they tried to figure out whose it was and how it got there. As days passed, more and more kids from nearby neighborhoods came to visit their ‘secret’ kite hideout. Soon enough, someone noticed that every time a new kid arrived, another small kite would mysteriously appear on top of the pole. Turned out, it was just a friendly neighborhood prankster having fun with everyone—until finally, someone dared to ask him for an autograph.
4. In the Midwest Express Clinic’s waiting room, a little girl pointed excitedly at the ceiling. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, ‘look who’s watching us!’ Her mother followed her gaze upward—and saw nothing but the usual ceiling tiles. Suddenly, an elderly gentleman in the corner cleared his throat and said, ‘Honey, that would be Dr. Johnson checking on his patients.’ The little girl giggled and nodded, relieved. Mom exhaled with a smile, whispering back, ‘Oh, right—our friendly neighborhood doctor up there.’