About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the waiting room of Skin and Cancer Institute in Fresno, a little girl pointed at the ceiling and whispered, ‘Mommy, look! It’s dancing!’ Everyone looked up, but saw nothing but ordinary fluorescent lights. The next day, her brother reported that he’d seen a shadowy figure moving behind the receptionist's desk. Finally, an elderly lady claimed she heard someone humming ‘Happy Birthday’ from the hallway. When they checked, everyone was just staring blankly at their phones. Turns out it was an automated reminder for a routine check-up. The whole place burst into laughter—except for one confused delivery driver who thought he missed his own party.
2. In the waiting room of Skin and Cancer Institute in Fresno, a delivery driver kept receiving mysterious calls from an unknown number. Each time he answered, a robotic voice would say, 'Your package is here—just look in the mirror.' Finally, after the tenth call, the delivery driver decided to check his reflection. To his surprise, there was just a small pimple on his nose. ‘Oh great,’ he muttered, ‘now I’m getting packages delivered by acne.’ He went back to the receptionist and said, “I think my skin’s trying to tell me something.” The receptionist smiled and replied, ‘Welcome to our institute!’
3. In the waiting room of Skin and Cancer Institute in Fresno, an elderly gentleman kept glancing out the window, muttering something about ‘skin cancer spreading faster than ever.’ When asked why he thought that, he replied, ‘I’ve been watching those dandelions outside grow!’ Finally, a young nurse approached him and gently explained, ‘Sir, those aren’t dandelions, they’re sagebrush. And besides, skin cancer doesn’t spread like plants—it’s more like…well, maybe like your collection of antique clocks!’ The old man smiled, realizing his mistake, and said, “Ah, so I’m just seeing things again.” He then turned back to reading his magazine.
4. At dawn, when most people were still asleep, a delivery driver arrived at the Skin and Cancer Institute in Fresno with a mysterious package marked ‘urgent’. The delivery driver carefully placed the box on the reception desk and whispered, 'This is for Dr. Smith.' A minute later, an elderly janitor appeared, rubbing his eyes and asked, 'Anything wrong?' The driver grinned, 'Just another day at the office!'