Pennsylvania Dental

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver asked curiously: ‘Why does Dr. Smith’s office always seem so… clean?’ Dr. Smith smiled mysteriously and replied, 'Well, you see, I keep my office spotless because it helps me concentrate better.' The delivery driver nodded wisely, thinking he had solved the mystery—until he noticed that every time he delivered packages here, his own truck seemed cleaner too.

2. A curious delivery driver noticed something unusual one day while waiting for the elevator: an old, dusty suitcase had appeared in the reception area of Pennsylvania Dental. Nobody seemed to notice or care, but every time he returned, the case grew heavier and more mysterious. Finally, after weeks of puzzling over it, the delivery driver decided to open the suitcase himself. Inside was nothing more than a collection of old dental models, each painstakingly wrapped in tissue paper. As he chuckled, he realized that someone must have accidentally left them there during a staff party. The next morning, everyone at Pennsylvania Dental received a friendly note apologizing for the prank—and a free cleaning.

3. One morning, as patients were settling in for their appointments, an announcement crackled over the PA system: 'Please note that due to unforeseen circumstances, today's dental procedures may involve some minor singing.' As it turned out, the dentist had a beautiful voice and a knack for classical arias. By lunchtime, everyone was humming along—even the delivery driver who’d dropped off snacks for the staff. A regular patient quipped, ‘Next time I come here, remind me not to get cavities during “Nessun dorma”!’

4. While waiting for his cleaning appointment, a regular patient couldn’t help but notice that every time he visited Pennsylvania Dental, the receptionist seemed to be whispering into her phone just before calling him back. Curiosity got the better of him, and on his next visit, he dared ask: 'What exactly are you whispering about?' ‘Oh,’ she whispered, glancing furtively around. ‘Just my husband. He’s a delivery driver, and they’re running late again.’ The patient smiled knowingly—everyone had a story, after all.