Aspen Dental

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In the quiet town of Dentonville, an elderly gentleman named Mr. Jenkins regularly visited Aspen Dental for routine check-ups. One morning, as he walked out after his appointment, he noticed something peculiar on the reception desk—a small, handwritten note addressed simply to ‘The Dentist.’ Curious, Mr. Jenkins picked it up and read aloud: ‘Dear Sir, your last toothbrush is very chatty…’ Mr. Jenkins smiled, thinking perhaps it was a joke from one of the staff members. He decided to keep reading further: 'It keeps telling me stories about its travels around your mouth!' The entire waiting room burst into laughter, including the young receptionist who blushed and admitted that her husband had written it. From then on, whenever someone mentioned Aspen Dental, they’d whisper, “They have a talkative toothbrush.”

2. At dawn, when Aspen Dental’s parking lot was empty except for one lone car, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The office lights were on, but no patients or staff could be seen inside. Curious, he approached the door and heard soft laughter coming from behind the reception desk. A grumpy old janitor emerged, rubbing his eyes. ‘Early bird,’ he yawned. ‘Just testing new dental chairs. They’re supposed to make funny noises.’

3. At dawn, when Aspen Dental’s parking lot was empty except for one lone car, a delivery driver noticed something peculiar. The sign outside read: ‘Closed Today—Dentist on Vacation.’ Curious, he approached the door and heard soft laughter coming from inside. Peering through the window, he saw only an old dentist chair and a dusty mirror. But then, out of nowhere, a voice said, 'Morning! How can I help you?' Turned out it was just the dentist's robot assistant, programmed to keep things running smoothly even when everyone thought he was away.'

4. At dusk, when Aspen Dental’s waiting room usually quiets down, a soft humming began drifting from behind the reception desk. The hum grew louder and took on a familiar tune—a children's lullaby. Startled, the staff looked around but saw nothing. Then, an elderly woman in the corner smiled gently and whispered, 'It's just my granddaughter's favorite song.' The hum faded away as quickly as it had come, leaving everyone with a warm feeling that night.