Town Centre Dental Group

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. At dawn, when most dentists were just waking up, an old man walked into Town Centre Dental Group with a mysterious package under his arm. The receptionist asked curiously, ‘What’s in the box?’ The old man replied softly, ‘Just something for the dentist.’ As he left, everyone heard him whispering to himself, ‘And don’t tell anyone it’s a tooth from my lucky charm!’ Later that day, a delivery driver found a small note on his truck: “Thanks for your help—next time bring more nuts!” —signed simply, ‘A Happy Neighbor’.

2. In the middle of the night, a young child woke up and heard strange noises coming from Town Centre Dental Group. Curious but cautious, they tiptoed closer and saw something unusual—an oversized toothbrush dancing to unseen music. The toothbrush twirled around in time with an invisible orchestra, its bristles glowing softly in the dark. As the child watched, mesmerised, the door creaked open, revealing a sleepy dentist yawning and stretching. ‘What on earth…?’ he muttered, rubbing his eyes. The toothbrush bowed gracefully and disappeared back inside, leaving everyone to wonder if it had been just another late-night dream.

3. At closing time, when everyone else had left for home, a delivery driver noticed something odd in the parking lot. Curious, he approached and saw an old man slowly making his way towards the entrance. Turns out, it was just a regular who’d forgotten his dentures inside again. As the sun set over the town centre, the delivery guy chuckled to himself, thinking, ‘Another night, another lost retainer.’

4. At closing time, when everyone else had left for home, a delivery driver noticed something unusual in the parking lot. ‘What on earth is that?’ he muttered, pointing towards a small, glowing object that seemed to be moving on its own. Curious, he approached it and saw an old toothbrush dancing around a discarded toothpick. ‘Must be some new electric toy,’ he chuckled, shaking his head. The next morning, no one could believe their eyes—except for the receptionist who said, “Oh, that’s just Mr. Johnson’s toothbrush. He leaves it here every night.”