About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Don P. Gutierrez’s office and noticed something odd in the parking lot—a small wooden carving of a tooth, perfectly polished and painted with bright colors. Curious, he picked it up and found a note inside reading, ‘For your next cleaning.’ Turns out, Don P. had a sense of humor—and maybe even a secret talent for woodcarving. The delivery guy never forgot that little surprise.
2. One day, a delivery driver pulled up outside Don P. Gutierrez’s office and heard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention patients! Due to an unexpected shortage of dental floss, today’s cleaning will involve only brushing.’ The delivery driver cracked a smile, thinking it was some kind of joke. Inside, he saw everyone laughing along as Dr. Gutierrez explained that they had enough thread for emergencies—like tying shoelaces together! That afternoon, word spread quickly around town: if you needed dental work in Don P. Gutierrez’s office, bring your own dental floss—or risk getting braces made out of shoestrings.
3. One afternoon, a delivery driver pulled up outside Don P. Gutierrez’s office and saw something unusual in the parking lot—a small wooden statue of a smiling tooth. Curious, he asked around, but no one seemed to know where it came from or why it appeared there. Soon enough, more statues started appearing—each with a different expression: yawning, frowning, even sleeping peacefully. Word spread quickly among the neighborhood kids who would come by after school to admire them. Eventually, an old man living nearby confessed that he’d been placing them there as a tribute to his late dentist friend. The whole thing turned out to be just a friendly gesture, leaving everyone with a smile on their faces.
4. One evening, a delivery driver pulled up outside Don P. Gutierrez’s office and found an unusual sight: the receptionist had fallen asleep with her head resting on the open door. The delivery driver knocked gently, but she didn’t stir. Smiling, he left the package on the counter and quietly closed the door behind him. Later that night, as Don P. Gutierrez was locking up, his neighbor popped in for a chat. ‘Hey Doc,’ said the neighbor, rubbing sleepy eyes, ‘you’re closing early today?’