Rancho San Antonio Medical Plaza

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the late afternoon, as usual, Dr. Thompson was finishing up in his office when he heard an odd announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention all staff—your next patient is none other than the Grim Reaper himself, and please be courteous.’ The doctor looked around puzzled, but no one else seemed fazed. Dr. Thompson blinked a few times before deciding it must be some sort of practical joke. He took a deep breath, walked out into the hallway, and saw a tall figure in a long black cloak standing there with a smile on its face. 'Hello,' said the Grim Reaper cheerfully. 'Just here for my annual check-up.' And so, amidst surprised whispers from nurses and doctors, everyone went back to work, treating the Reaper like any other patient—a little unusual, perhaps, but not alarming.

2. At dawn, when most offices were quiet, a delivery driver noticed something unusual outside Rancho San Antonio Medical Plaza. A mysterious van kept circling the parking lot, its headlights casting eerie shadows on the walls. Curious, the driver approached the van and found it filled with boxes of donuts. Turns out, a local bakery was delivering treats for the staff. The mystery solved, everyone had a sweet surprise that morning.

3. At dusk, when Rancho San Antonio Medical Plaza usually quiets down, an orderly heard strange humming coming from one of the empty suites. Curious, he approached and peered inside, only to discover a delivery driver testing his new drone’s night vision features. The humming stopped as soon as he turned around, leaving everyone in the building with a good laugh and a lesson on checking before assuming the worst.

4. At sunset, when birds began their evening song, a young boy walking home from school stopped dead in his tracks. His eyes widened as he pointed towards the medical plaza’s parking lot, where a shadowy figure seemed to dance among the streetlights. Curious, he approached cautiously until an old delivery driver waved him off with a smile, saying, ‘Just my dog dancing to the moonlight, son.’ The boy laughed and continued on his way, never realizing that the real show was yet to come—every night, the same dog would perform its lighthearted routine for anyone who paused long enough.