About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. A delivery driver pulled up to Nebraska Orthopaedic Center one morning, only to notice something peculiar on the passenger seat of his truck—a small wooden carving of a knee joint, meticulously crafted and left behind by an unknown hand. As he picked it up, he noticed a note scribbled in pencil: ‘Sorry for the inconvenience.’ The driver shrugged, chuckled, and placed the miniature knee in his truck’s glove compartment. Months later, while unpacking boxes after moving house, he stumbled upon it again—this time along with a thank-you card from someone named ‘Dr. Smith,’ who apologized for accidentally leaving it behind during his last visit. The delivery driver smiled, thinking, ‘Well, that explains why no one ever recognized me when I went there!’
2. One morning, an alarming announcement crackled over the Nebraska Orthopaedic Center’s intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our entire supply of orthopedic pillows has been accidentally delivered to the wrong address.’ A flustered nurse rushed into the office, saying, 'We’ve got a crisis on our hands—everyone needs their orthopedic pillows!' Just then, a friendly neighbor knocked on the door with a box under his arm, explaining he found it down the street. It turned out to be the missing shipment, addressed to none other than himself! The end result? A room full of relieved doctors and nurses, laughing about how Nebraska loves practical jokes.
3. A delivery driver pulled up to Nebraska Orthopaedic Center one afternoon, curious about a peculiar package marked ‘Cast Removal Tools’ that had been left on the loading dock. The delivery driver, puzzled but intrigued, decided to investigate. Inside was an old cast cutter and some rusty tools. Turned out, it was just a practical joke from a prank-loving orthopedic surgeon’s neighbor who thought it would be funny to send them as a gag gift. The driver laughed it off, shook his head, and drove away, muttering something about strange days in Nebraska.
4. A delivery driver pulled up to Nebraska Orthopaedic Center one evening, puzzled by the eerie hum coming from inside. Curious, he opened the door a crack and peered in, only to see dozens of orthopedic models dancing around in circles, their legs clicking like metronomes. ‘What on earth?’ he whispered, when suddenly an old man in a lab coat appeared and said, “Just our weekly exercise routine.” The delivery guy left, shaking his head but smiling, thinking, “Next time I’ll order somewhere less… lively.”