About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver grumbled under his breath as he parked his truck near Kidney Care Center. ‘Why do I always get stuck here?’ He looked up and saw an old man walking out of the building, muttering something about kidney stones being harder than they seem. As he approached, the delivery driver overheard him say, 'Next time I'll stick to my own kidneys!' Just then, a friendly neighbor walked past and asked if everything was okay. The old man smiled and replied, 'Just another day fighting those pesky stones.' They both laughed, and the driver thought to himself, 'At least today’s not too bad—no kidney stones for me!'
2. In the waiting room of Kidney Care Center, a little girl pointed excitedly at the ceiling and whispered, ‘Mommy, look, it’s dancing!’ Her mother glanced up but saw nothing unusual—just Dr. Saadur Rahman softly humming while adjusting his glasses. Finally, an older gentleman approached the counter and asked for a refill on his prescription. The receptionist looked puzzled and replied, 'Sir, I’m sorry, but we don’t dispense coffee here.' He smiled warmly and said, 'No, dear, that’s what they told me last time too!' Everyone burst out laughing, including Dr. Rahman who couldn’t help but join in.
3. At night, when everyone had left, a strange humming sound would occasionally echo through the empty halls of Kidney Care Center. A security guard, patrolling late one evening, swore it came from behind the locked doors of Dr. Saadur Rahman's office. Finally, one curious janitor decided to investigate and found nothing but an old radio hidden under some papers. Turned out Dr. Rahman was just an avid collector of vintage radios. The next morning, everyone laughed it off as another urban legend—until someone heard the same hum again coming from the cafeteria fridge.
4. In the parking lot of Kidney Care Center, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar one afternoon. Among the usual boxes and crates, there lay an old, dusty harmonica, its case emblazoned with the words ‘Property of Dr. Saadur Rahman.’ Curious, he picked it up and blew into it—only to hear a faint melody that seemed to come from nowhere. The delivery driver shrugged and stuck the harmonica in his pocket. Later that evening, while unpacking boxes, he hummed along absentmindedly. Suddenly, his coworker asked, 'What’s that tune?' To which he replied, 'Just some old thing I found at the kidney place.' The next day, everyone in the office was whistling the same mysterious melody.