Motomura Dentistry

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At Motomura Dentistry, something peculiar began happening one morning when a little boy walked in with his mom. As he sat down in the waiting room, an old stuffed bear on the receptionist’s desk suddenly twitched its nose and said ‘Hello!’ The child burst into laughter, but everyone else just stared in amazement. Soon enough, other patients started noticing the talking bear too. An elderly lady asked if she could take it home as her grandson loved bears, but the bear politely declined, saying he had a contract with Motomura Dentistry. A delivery driver even tried to load him onto his bike, thinking he was just another toy, only for the bear to wave goodbye from mid-air. Word spread quickly, and soon Motomura Dentistry became famous for its chattering receptionist's bear. People came from far and wide—some for teeth, others simply to hear the bear say hello.

2. At Motomura Dentistry, an unusual phenomenon started one day when a delivery driver accidentally left behind a box of donuts in the parking lot. Word spread quickly around town that if you visited Motomura Dentistry on Wednesdays, you could get your teeth cleaned and walk away with a freshly baked donut as a thank-you gift. Soon enough, the waiting room was filled not just with patients but also with neighbors dropping by for their weekly treat. The owner, Dr. Motomura, simply shrugged and smiled, saying, 'Happy patients are sweet ones!'

3. At Motomura Dentistry, one afternoon a sign appeared on the door reading ‘Today’s Special: No Pain, Guaranteed!’ Regulars looked at each other suspiciously, but curiosity got the better of them. Inside, Dr. Motomura was indeed smiling widely, his eyes twinkling as he said, 'Just relax and enjoy your pain-free visit!' Turns out it was just a new marketing gimmick—though some patients were still convinced they’d signed up for something more than just a routine cleaning.

4. At Motomura Dentistry, one night after closing hours, a strange noise echoed through the empty hallway. A regular passing by asked aloud: 'Could that be... someone flossing?' Suddenly, from around the corner, emerged an old janitor with a toothbrush in hand and a twinkle in his eye. ‘Just keeping things clean,’ he chuckled. The regular laughed and walked away, shaking his head—another night at Motomura Dentistry, where even the janitors have their own routines.’