Cleveland Dentistry

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In Cleveland’s quiet neighborhood, an old sign outside ‘Cleveland Dentistry’ read: ‘We fix teeth—guaranteed or your money back!’ One day, a delivery driver muttered under his breath, ‘I bet they’ll take my money but not give me my teeth back.’ A few days later, a regular customer walked in and said, 'Doc, I feel like you’re pulling my leg!' The dentist smiled and replied, 'Sir, if it feels that way, then mission accomplished—your smile is perfect now!'

2. At night, when the streetlights flickered on, a mysterious voice would come over Cleveland Dentistry’s intercom: 'Your pearly whites are calling you.' The owner claimed it was just the wind, but no one believed him after the third time. One evening, a delivery driver heard the voice and thought it was his stomach growling. He ordered another pizza for himself! A neighbor, thinking it was their dog howling, went outside with a leash only to find out it was just an old dentists’ sign making noise in the wind. And a regular patient, convinced he’d missed an appointment reminder, rushed into the empty office—only to discover everyone else had already ignored the calls.

3. In Cleveland's early morning fog, a delivery driver pulled up to 'Cleveland Dentistry.' The neon sign blinked on and off like a misaligned tooth, casting eerie shadows across the empty street. The door creaked open with a groan, revealing an old man in a tweed suit who asked, ‘What took you so long?’ The delivery driver replied sheepishly, ‘Just trying not to wake the sleeping giant.’ The old man nodded knowingly, muttering under his breath, ‘That’s why they call it Cleveland Dentistry.’

4. In Cleveland’s downtown area, every weekday at precisely 9:08 AM, a delivery driver would pull up to ‘Cleveland Dentistry.’ The package he always delivered contained nothing but a single toothpick. One day, an excited little girl ran into the office and whispered to her mom, ‘Mommy, did you know that Cleveland Dentistry gets a special delivery every morning?’ From then on, whenever anyone asked why there was always a toothpick in the window, someone would say, ‘It’s for the kid who thinks it’s a magic clinic!’