The Iowa Clinic

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver asked the receptionist, ‘Why does everyone here seem so cheerful after visiting Dr. Smith’s office?’ ‘Well,’ she replied with a knowing smile, ‘Dr. Smith has this special tea he brews himself. It’s like magic—it makes even the grumpiest patients feel like dancing!’ The delivery driver looked puzzled but decided to try it next time he had a bad day.

2. In the early hours of one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside The Iowa Clinic. As he unloaded his crate, he noticed something strange—a faint, sweet scent wafted through the air. Curious, he followed it into the clinic’s basement and found an old, locked door ajar. Peering inside, he saw rows upon rows of tiny vials labeled with mysterious symbols. Suddenly, a small voice whispered from behind: 'Help us!' Turning around, our hero discovered a line of miniature bottles, each containing a curious-looking lab rat. It seemed they were trying to escape their experiments. After some confusion, the delivery driver unlocked the door, set them free—and promptly tripped over a beaker, spilling ink everywhere. A neighbor later joked that maybe those rats had better instincts than him.

3. In the early hours of one foggy morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside The Iowa Clinic. As he stepped out, he noticed an odd humming sound coming from inside the building. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a doctor frantically trying to fix a malfunctioning coffee machine. ‘What on earth are you doing?’ asked the driver. With a sigh, the doctor replied, 'This thing has been acting up again. I’m just trying to get it brewed right.’ The delivery driver laughed and said, ‘Next time, maybe try calling maintenance instead of diagnosing appliances yourself!’

4. One night, an exhausted delivery driver muttered under his breath as he parked his truck near The Iowa Clinic: 'I wonder if they ever close?' Suddenly, a friendly nurse popped her head out of the door and smiled warmly, saying, ‘We’re here twenty-four/seven, my friend.’ The delivery driver laughed sheepishly, realizing his mistake. As he walked away, he thought aloud, ‘Guess I’ll never know what time they really close… or open!’