About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A delivery driver pulled up to the Westside Community Triage one morning, frowning as he scanned the parking lot. ‘Where’s my usual spot?’ he muttered under his breath, noticing that his favorite parking space was occupied by an old shopping cart filled with random items. He looked around and noticed a gruff-looking man pushing the cart towards the entrance. 'Morning,' said the driver, smiling sheepishly. 'Looks like you found your new home here.' The man glared back, then shrugged and replied, 'Well, it's better than those noisy kids next door!' And so began their unlikely friendship over shared parking spots.
2. At dawn, when most clinics are quiet, an old man arrived, carrying a large basket filled with flowers. He approached the receptionist and asked for help transferring them to the waiting room. When she inquired why, he replied, ‘They’re for the next patient.’ The receptionist smiled and nodded, taking the basket gently. As she placed it carefully on the table, another patient entered—an excited little girl holding a colorful balloon. She looked up curiously at the flowers and said, 'Mommy, what’s that for?' The old man simply winked at her and whispered, 'It’s for you, sweetheart.'
3. A delivery driver pulled up to the Westside Community Triage one day, puzzled by a strange package on the clinic’s loading dock. Curious neighbors gathered around, whispering about its unusual shape and weight. As he opened it carefully, out popped a tiny, confused parrot that squawked ‘Where’s my coconut?’ Turns out, someone had accidentally packed the bird instead of the usual medical supplies. A regular soon adopted him as a mascot, and now patients wait patiently for their turn, listening to the parrot’s stories about his adventures in shipping.
4. A delivery driver pulled up to the Westside Community Triage one afternoon, muttering under his breath. ‘This place is always so busy,’ he grumbled, glancing at the long queue outside. Finally, he noticed a sign that read, ‘Emergency Only—No Delivery Today.’ With a sigh, he turned around and drove off, muttering something about how some places never change. A minute later, an old neighbor walked in, asking for painkillers for a headache. The receptionist smiled knowingly and shook her head, whispering, ‘Welcome to the Westside!’