Benjamin J. Mastridge, MSN

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. It was an unusually quiet morning in the small town of Greenhaven when a delivery driver pulled up to Benjamin J. Mastridge, MSN. The sun had barely crested the hills, and the clinic’s usual hum of activity was absent. As he approached the door, he noticed something strange—an old man sitting on the steps, muttering to himself. As the delivery driver got closer, he heard the old man muttering about ‘the latest issue of Medical Digest’ and how Dr. Mastridge needed it urgently. Turned out, it was just an overzealous fan of medical journals. With a smile, the delivery guy left, thinking that maybe, just maybe, Greenhaven wasn’t as sleepy as everyone said.

2. It was a typical Thursday afternoon at Benjamin J. Mastridge’s office when a delivery driver walked in, frowning and muttering under his breath. ‘Why does everyone always leave their prescriptions here?’ he asked no one in particular, glancing around the empty waiting room. As he approached the counter, Dr. Mastridge looked up from his computer with a smile. 'Another day, another mystery,' he said, taking the envelope without a word. The delivery guy shook his head and left, muttering something about 'doctors who never say thank you.' Later that evening, while reviewing the prescription, Dr. Mastridge found a note inside reading: "Dear Doctor, please prescribe more patience." He laughed aloud, realizing it must have been written by someone else's frustrated neighbor.

3. It was just another day at Benjamin J. Mastridge's office when a delivery driver arrived with an unusual package. The label read 'MSN' and included no other details. Curious, Dr. Mastridge opened it to find a small bottle of his favorite whiskey inside—gifted anonymously by a grateful patient. He smiled, thinking maybe his reputation for excellent care extended beyond medicine.

4. It was just another day at Benjamin J. Mastridge's office when a delivery driver knocked on the door with a mysterious package. ‘What’s inside?’ asked a curious nurse, peering over her glasses. Curious, Dr. Mastridge decided to open it himself. Inside was a box of donuts and a note reading: 'For keeping our city healthy!' Turns out, it was from a local bakery trying to win his favor for future referrals.