Centura Centers for Occupational Medicine CCOM

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet Monday morning in Centura Centers for Occupational Medicine when a delivery driver arrived with a peculiar package. The air conditioning unit hummed softly as he approached the reception desk, and everyone seemed absorbed in their work—until he whispered something strange into the ear of one of the nurses. The nurse looked puzzled but nodded discreetly. Later that day, while no one was watching, she slipped the package under her desk. By lunchtime, the entire office had forgotten about it—and so did the nurse until she found a small box of donuts hidden there weeks later. Everyone laughed, including the delivery driver who’d delivered them.

2. It was an unusually quiet Monday morning in Centura Centers for Occupational Medicine when a delivery driver muttered under his breath, ‘I hope they fix that leaky ceiling soon.’ Little did he know, it wasn’t just water dripping down. As he spoke, a small puff of dust rose from behind the counter, and everyone turned to see what caused it. Out stepped a friendly nurse with a mischievous smile, holding a broom. 'Just a little cleaning up,' she said, winking at the delivery driver. The day continued without incident—except maybe a slightly cleaner office and a newfound appreciation for dusting among the staff.

3. It was an unusually quiet Monday morning in Centura Centers for Occupational Medicine when a delivery driver announced over the intercom that he’d accidentally delivered a box of lollipops meant for another office. Everyone stopped what they were doing and rushed to grab one before they melted. As everyone savored their sugary treats, a young doctor whispered jokingly, ‘I bet those are from Dr. Sweet’s clinic down the street.’ A nearby nurse giggled, replying, ‘Must be—no one else would send us candy!’ The moment passed as quickly as the lollipops did, leaving only laughter and sweet memories behind.

4. It was an unusually quiet Monday morning in Centura Centers for Occupational Medicine when a delivery driver noticed something peculiar on the loading dock—a small, dusty crate labeled ‘Top Secret’. As he opened it curiously, out popped a tiny potted plant wrapped in old newspaper. Turned out someone had accidentally shipped their office greenery instead of medical supplies. The rest of the day was spent watering plants and laughing about it over coffee.