Mayo Clinic Family Medicine - Arrowhead

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up to the clinic's back door with a puzzled look on his face. 'Doc,' he said, 'I just saw something strange.' He pointed towards an alleyway where, every few minutes, a shadowy figure in a white coat would appear and disappear without a sound. The doctor scratched his head and smiled. ‘That’s our janitor,’ he whispered. ‘He likes to sneak out for a quick game of ghosts during his breaks.’ The delivery driver laughed, shaking his head. That afternoon, when no one was looking, the janitor even waved from across the alley, winking like old friends do.

2. In the early hours of one foggy morning, a delivery driver approached the clinic’s loading dock with a mysterious package. As he unloaded it, an elderly neighbor happened by and asked curiously what lay inside. ‘Just some new medical equipment,’ replied the driver nonchalantly. But when the sun rose, so did strange whispers around town—about glowing lights seen late at night and odd noises coming from behind the clinic’s walls. As days passed, more people claimed they’d heard strange humming sounds or even seen shadowy figures near the building. Turns out, it was just the air conditioning unit malfunctioning—and everyone knew that old thing needed replacing anyway. By the time maintenance fixed it, the whole incident had become a quirky local story, complete with jokes about ghostly doctors and haunted thermostats.

3. At dawn, when most clinics are quiet, a delivery driver approached the clinic’s loading dock with an unusual package. As he signed for it, the box seemed heavier than usual—so heavy that he struggled to carry it inside. Inside, the box contained nothing but a giant jar of mayonnaise labeled ‘World’s Largest Mayo.’ The delivery driver laughed and said, 'Guess someone forgot to check the inventory.' A regular patient passing by remarked, 'Well, now we know why they call it Mayo Clinic!'

4. At dusk, an elderly gentleman walked into the clinic’s waiting room carrying a large cardboard box under each arm. The receptionist raised an eyebrow as he approached the counter. ‘Good evening,’ he said with a twinkle in his eye. ‘I’ve brought you some fresh flowers for the lobby.’ The receptionist smiled and took the boxes, only to discover they contained dozens of colorful tulips. ‘You’re quite the artist,’ she teased. ‘Next time, maybe just bring one?’ The old man chuckled and left, already humming a tune, while behind him, everyone in the clinic burst out laughing.