Colon and Rectal Clinic of Colorado

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver heard an odd announcement over the clinic’s intercom: ‘Attention all patients—your colon is calling!’ Since then, no one has seen the driver again. Later that day, a concerned neighbor knocked on the door of the missing driver's apartment. The voice from inside said, 'I’m fine, just checking my rectum for any missed calls!'

2. A concerned neighbor called late one night: ‘I keep hearing strange noises coming from the Colon and Rectal Clinic of Colorado. It sounds like someone is saying “prepare for colonoscopy” every five minutes!’ Finally, a delivery driver arrived with a box marked ‘specialty equipment’. The next day, everything went back to normal—except now everyone in town knew exactly what was happening inside that mysterious clinic. A relieved neighbor quipped, ‘At least they’re consistent!’

3. One afternoon, a nurse noticed something peculiar on the clinic’s sign: ‘Hours of Operation – Colon: Mon-Fri, Rectal: Sat-Sun.’ Curious about this odd schedule, a local delivery driver asked the nurse what it meant. With a straight face, she replied, 'Well, during the week, we focus on preventive care—colonoscopies and such. On weekends, it's more hands-on work.' The driver nodded knowingly and left, never realizing he was now part of the clinic's urban legend.

4. A delivery driver arrived early one morning with a truckload of medical supplies. As he unloaded boxes in the clinic's parking lot, he spotted something unusual—a small, handwritten note taped to the back door. Curious, he read it aloud: 'For best results, apply three times daily.' But there was no product mentioned. The delivery driver shrugged and thought, ‘What harm could it do?’ He walked into the clinic, found an empty spot on the counter, and dutifully applied whatever-it-was three times daily for himself. Soon enough, his coworkers noticed him smiling more than usual—until they realized he’d been using the mysterious concoction as aftershave. The end result? A happy delivery guy and a confused clinic staff who never did figure out what was written on that note.