Fallbrook Medical Plaza

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the waiting room of Fallbrook Medical Plaza, a regular noticed something peculiar in the receptionist’s desk drawer—a small, dusty vial labeled ‘Emergency Kit.’ Curious, he asked the nurse if it had any significance. She shrugged and said no one ever mentioned it before. Soon enough, an elderly delivery driver arrived for his flu shot. The nurse looked into the drawer and found not just one but two identical vials—one marked ‘Emergency Kit,’ another labeled ‘Free Samples.’ With a smile, she joked, ‘Guess someone thought they were running low on cough drops!’

2. A delivery driver arrived early one morning, puzzled by a strange sound coming from inside the medical plaza. As he approached the entrance, he saw a shadowy figure moving between the offices—someone who shouldn't have been there. Curious, the delivery guy followed the shadow and found an old man in a lab coat, humming softly as he adjusted some equipment. Turned out the good doctor had forgotten his breakfast and was making himself a sandwich in the staff kitchen. ‘Morning raid on the snack station,’ he chuckled, wiping flour off his hands. The delivery driver left with a smile, wondering if all clinics were this laid-back.

3. In the waiting room of Fallbrook Medical Plaza, a little girl pointed excitedly towards the ceiling. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, ‘why is that bird singing inside the air vent?’ The mother smiled and leaned closer to her daughter’s ear. ‘Hush, sweetie,’ she whispered back, ‘that’s not a bird—it’s just Dr. Smith humming his favorite tune while he waits for us.’ The little girl giggled, settling into her seat as they waited their turn, content in the knowledge that even doctors could have strange habits.

4. In the dead of night, a delivery driver pulled up to the empty parking lot of Fallbrook Medical Plaza. The moonlight illuminated an eerie shadow moving between the buildings. As he approached the entrance, a dim light flickered on inside. A voice called out from the shadows: ‘Delivery?’ Startled, the driver replied, ‘Yes, for Dr. Smith.’ A scruffy-looking doctor appeared and said, “Oh, thanks! I was just making some coffee.” The relieved driver thought, “Next time I'll check if it’s really open!”}