Denver Speech & Language

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In Denver’s quiet neighborhood, the doors of ‘Denver Speech & Language’ clinic opened one morning to reveal something unusual—a small dog frantically barking at an empty chair in the waiting room. No owner followed, no explanation given. Soon enough, a delivery driver arrived with a package, and as he approached the desk, the dog leaped onto his lap, wagging furiously. The staff exchanged puzzled glances until someone realized—this was just another day for the canine receptionist. A sign appeared above her water bowl: ‘Closed Mondays.’

2. In Denver’s bustling business district, a regular passing by 'Denver Speech & Language' clinic noticed something peculiar every morning around eight o’clock. A soft, rhythmic humming seemed to come from inside, growing louder with each passing day. One morning, a delivery driver mentioned it casually to his colleague over coffee: ‘I swear, that place is practicing mind control.’ Soon enough, everyone in the office block was talking about it. Then one afternoon, as the hum reached its peak, an old lady from next door popped her head out and cheerfully waved, saying, “Good morning! Finally someone’s getting their tongue twisters right!” And just like that, the mystery of Denver Speech & Language became a neighborhood joke.

3. A delivery driver once muttered under his breath as he approached Denver Speech & Language clinic: ‘I’m not here for speech therapy—just trying to deliver these packages!’ Just then, a little girl poked her head out of one of the doors and asked sweetly, 'Excuse me, can you help me find my mum?' The delivery driver panicked briefly before realizing she was pointing at a sign that said 'Speech Therapy'. He cleared his throat and replied confidently, 'Of course, ma'am! Follow me!'

4. In Denver’s bustling business district, a delivery driver once muttered under his breath as he approached Denver Speech & Language clinic: ‘I hope they don’t ask me to practice my Spanish again.’ As he entered, an old man in a wheelchair waved and said, 'Don’t worry, honcho—we only speak English here!' The driver relaxed, ordered his usual coffee, and never looked back.