Metro Health - West 150th Health and Surgery Center

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does everyone around here wave their hands like that?’ An elderly neighbor overheard and smiled: ‘Oh, they’re just waving goodbye to Dr. Goodbye, who’s leaving for his vacation.’ The delivery driver nodded thoughtfully: ‘That explains it!’ From then on, whenever he delivered packages there, he’d always look out for Dr. Goodbye—just in case.’

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up outside Metro Health's parking lot and noticed something odd—a faint humming sound like distant bees. Curious, he parked and approached the building, only to realize the noise came from inside, growing louder with each step. As he peered through the window, he saw a strange sight: a doctor dancing wildly to some unheard music on his phone. The delivery man knocked gently, and when the doctor opened the door, he asked, ‘Is everything okay in here?’ With a sheepish smile, the doctor replied, ‘Oh, just listening to my new playlist—“Healing Beats.”’ They both laughed, and that was the end of the late-night mystery.

3. Late one afternoon, an elderly gentleman parked his car in front of Metro Health's entrance and started walking briskly towards the building. As he passed the parking lot sign, something peculiar happened—he kept glancing back at it every few steps. Finally reaching the door, he realized with a chuckle that the sign read ‘West 150th Street,’ not ‘Metro Health.’ Turning around, he waved goodbye to his reflection in the glass and entered the clinic, ready for whatever awaited him inside—maybe just another routine checkup after all.

4. Late one evening, a delivery driver pulled into Metro Health’s parking lot and noticed something peculiar—a soft humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious but cautious, he peered through the window and saw nothing unusual until he realized the noise seemed to be getting louder. Suddenly, he saw a tiny light flickering in an empty room. As he approached closer, he discovered it was just a lamp on a timer—turning itself on and off like some sleepy neighbor. The delivery guy laughed softly to himself, shook his head, and drove away, thinking, ‘Next time I’ll check the power switch first.’