Hospital: X X Medical Center, how may I help you?
Me: I was wondering if you had any bike parking available.
Hospital: You mean, like, a motorcycle? You just park in a regular space.
Me: No, a bicycle.
Hospital: Um, you're going to ride your bicycle? Um, I don't know. Hang on. (Muffled) This guy says he's going to ride his bike here and wants to know if we have a place he can park it. [pause] No, a BI-cycle. [pause] I know. (No longer muffled) I don't know if we do.
Me: Who takes care of parking problems there?
Hospital: Um, let me get you security.
I then spoke with a helpful gal in security who said that she thought there might be a bike rack on the bottom level of the covered parking. I thanked her and when I rode to the hospital I did find the lone bike rack in an area that I didn't feel comfortable locking up.
I decided to lock it up next to the front entrance. Easier to get to. The railing I locked up to couldn't be picked up along with the bike - and - the security cameras regularly sweep past the spot.
Yeah, much better.