HonorHealth OBGYN - Gilbert

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to HonorHealth OBGYN in Gilbert and noticed something odd: an eerie humming sound coming from inside the building. No one else seemed to hear it, but he felt compelled to investigate further. Curious, he cracked open the door—and was greeted by the sound of classical music playing softly. Turned out, someone had accidentally left the radio on during their late-night shift. The delivery driver chuckled, shook his head, and quietly closed the door again, leaving the mystery unsolved—until the next time he heard that familiar tune.}

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to HonorHealth OBGYN in Gilbert. As he stepped out of his truck, he noticed an unusual commotion inside—someone seemed to be singing along with the elevator music. Curious, the driver peeked through the window and saw an elderly gentleman, clearly lost in his own world, swaying gently while humming along to the soothing melody. Smiling, the driver quietly returned to his truck, deciding that sometimes Gilbert’s quietest moments are its most charming.

3. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to HonorHealth OBGYN in Gilbert. The moon was full, casting an eerie glow over the parking lot. As he approached the entrance, he noticed a faint humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw only dim lights and quiet hallways. Suddenly, a nurse appeared, pushing a cart with glowing instruments. She smiled warmly and waved him off, muttering something about ‘just another late-night emergency.’ Relieved, the delivery guy drove away, leaving behind the mystery—and maybe a few giggles among the staff.

4. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to HonorHealth OBGYN in Gilbert. In the dim light of the parking lot, he noticed something odd—an old-fashioned candy jar filled with brightly wrapped candies had appeared on the reception desk. Curious, the delivery driver approached and picked one up—it tasted like cherry jelly beans from his childhood. Just as he was about to pop another into his mouth, an elderly nurse emerged from the door behind him, scolding gently: 'Young man, those are for our patients' children!' The driver quickly popped the rest back into the jar and sheepishly apologized.