Las Vegas Skin & Cancer Clinics

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the dimly lit hallway of Las Vegas Skin & Cancer Clinics, a delivery driver furtively checked his watch for the tenth time. The receptionist had already waved him in, but something felt off. As he approached the door marked ‘Administrative,’ he heard an eerie humming sound coming from inside. Curious, he cracked open the door and saw an old man hunched over a computer, muttering to himself: 'This is why I don't play slots.' Turns out, the hum was just an ancient laser printer trying to print out the clinic's monthly budget. The delivery driver left with a new appreciation for office equipment.

2. In the quiet morning hours, a delivery driver approached the clinic’s back door with an oversized box under his arm. As he fumbled with the lock, something peculiar happened—the box began to hum softly, as if it were alive. Curious, he opened the box to find nothing but a small, chirping parakeet. The bird looked lost and confused, so he took it inside for some water and seeds. Later that day, while examining patients, one of the doctors joked, ‘Who delivered our new patient today?’ Everyone laughed, and from then on, the parakeet became a regular visitor, occasionally chirping advice during consultations.

3. In the early morning hours, a delivery driver approached the clinic's back door with a heavy box. Suddenly, he stopped mid-step, startled by an eerie sound—a high-pitched giggle coming from inside. Curious, he peered through the window and saw a tiny impish figure in a lab coat, busily mixing something in a beaker. ‘Excuse me,’ said the driver politely. The little creature turned around, grinned mischievously, and replied, ‘Just testing some new sunscreen formula!’ Turned out it was just a regular intern having fun.

4. In the early morning hours, a delivery driver approached the clinic’s back door with a heavy box under his arm. ‘This place must be haunted,’ he muttered, glancing nervously around, ‘I’ve never seen so many empty offices in broad daylight.’ As he opened the door, a soft voice said, 'Morning, delivery guy!' A friendly nurse appeared from behind the counter, smiling warmly. The driver blinked, realizing it was just another busy day at Las Vegas Skin & Cancer Clinic. 'Guess I’ll get used to these ghost-free offices,' he grinned, setting down his box.