About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. In the early hours of one morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside the Colon and Digestive Disease Center. ‘I hope they’re open,’ he muttered, ‘or I’ll never hear the end of it.’ As he approached the entrance, he noticed an old sign reading ‘Emergency Only’ with a tiny arrow pointing downwards. Curious, he followed it and found himself in a dimly lit hallway filled with strange instruments and posters of intestines. A voice from behind said, ‘Hey, you got here just in time for our midnight snack!’ The delivery driver promptly turned around and saw only a friendly-looking nurse waving goodbye. Relieved, he laughed and thought, “Next time maybe I should check the hours first.”
2. In the depths of night, a delivery driver parked his truck near the Colon and Digestive Disease Center. As he unloaded boxes into the dimly lit hallway, something caught his eye—a mysterious jar labeled ‘Digestive Enzyme Extract’ sat prominently on the counter. Curious, he opened it, only to discover its contents were far from what they seemed. Suddenly, a voice boomed from above: 'Excuse me, but that’s our special nighttime flavoring!' A friendly nurse appeared in the doorway, smiling warmly. The delivery driver sheepishly closed the jar and apologized, realizing he'd been duped by a prank. From then on, everyone called him 'the late-night enzyme enthusiast.'
3. At dawn, a delivery driver parked his truck near the Colon and Digestive Disease Center. As he walked into the building, an automated voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Attention visitors: please be advised that our colonoscopy equipment is currently undergoing maintenance.’ The delivery driver scratched his head, thinking aloud, ‘Maintenance? On a Sunday morning? Must be some serious constipation going on!’ Just then, a friendly nurse poked her head out of the door and said cheerfully, ‘No worries, sir—we’re just taking a well-deserved break today.’
4. At midnight, when most hospitals are quiet, an orderly heard faint laughter coming from the empty waiting room. Peering inside, he saw only an old poster of digestive health tips—until someone whispered, ‘Next patient?’ Curious, the orderly approached the poster, but it remained still. Suddenly, a voice said softly from behind him, ‘I’ve been here before…’ Turning around, he found no one there except for a puzzled nurse. The next day, everyone in the hospital laughed when they saw a delivery driver asking for directions to “Colon and Digestive Disease Center.”