Sweet Smiles Orthodontics

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, an anxious teenager whispered to her mom in the waiting room: ‘Mom, do you think they’ll sing “Happy Birthday” while I’m getting my braces on?’ The receptionist smiled mysteriously and replied: ‘Oh, honey, it’s not just any song they might sing…’ Finally, after what seemed like forever, the orthodontist walked out with a big smile. 'Happy birthday!' he sang, holding up a tiny cake with one candle. Everyone burst into laughter—even the usually stoic dentist joined in. Turns out, Sweet Smiles Orthodontics always celebrates every patient's special day with a little surprise.

2. A curious regular noticed something peculiar on the reception counter one afternoon. Among the usual brochures and toothbrushes lay a small, dusty jar filled with what looked like candies. Upon closer inspection, our regular discovered that these ‘candies’ were actually tiny orthodontic retainers in various shapes and colors. It turned out they belonged to patients who had forgotten them during their visits. The receptionist explained it was her way of gently reminding them—with a touch of sweetness. Everyone laughed, including the delivery driver who mistook the jar for free samples.

3. At dawn, a delivery driver pulled up to Sweet Smiles Orthodontics with a puzzled expression. The parking lot was empty except for a lone bicycle leaning against the fence. As he approached the door, it gently opened inward, revealing an old man in a lab coat who said calmly, ‘Morning, delivery guy. Your package is inside.’ Turns out, Sweet Smiles had been closed overnight for a special orthodontic retreat. The delivery driver left, shaking his head and muttering something about strange dentists’ offices, while the old man smiled and waved goodbye to a neighbor passing by on the bike.

4. At dusk, when most orthodontists lock their doors, a delivery driver pulled up to Sweet Smiles Orthodontics with a puzzled expression. The package he held seemed out of place among the usual dental supplies. As he approached the door, an old poster for ‘Sweet Tooth’ cookies caught his eye. Curious, he glanced inside and found the office eerily quiet—except for the faint sound of children’s laughter coming from the back room. Turns out, it was just Mr. Johnson, the neighborhood dentist, playing his grandkids some old cartoons on his laptop while adjusting braces. The delivery driver left the package, shook his head, and muttered, ‘Next time I’ll deliver cookies instead.’