Sam Hariz, DDS

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. In an old dental office in a quiet neighborhood, a delivery driver left his truck one morning and noticed something peculiar on the backseat of his car—a small wooden box wrapped in brown paper. Curious, he opened it to find a handwritten note inside inviting him to join ‘the club’. The note read: 'Join us for a free cleaning session!' The delivery driver shrugged, thinking it was some prank, but curiosity got the better of him. After all, who says no to a free dental checkup? Turns out, it was just Sam Hariz, DDS, trying to attract new patients with a little bit of friendly mischief.

2. On a foggy morning, when Sam’s dental clinic usually hummed with quiet chatter and the soft click of instruments, a delivery driver parked his truck outside and peered around nervously. The town had been unusually quiet lately, and even the usual sounds of birds seemed muted. As he approached the door, he heard an unusual sound—a gentle humming coming from inside. Curious, he opened the door slightly and saw Dr. Hariz, not tending to teeth, but crooning softly along to some old folk song on the radio. Startled by the sudden noise, Sam looked up, smiled sheepishly, and said, ‘Morning, friend! Just warming up my pipes before the day begins.’

3. On a foggy morning, when Sam’s dental clinic usually hummed with quiet chatter and the smell of disinfectant, a delivery driver struggled to navigate the slippery sidewalks. As he approached the front door, his boxed lunch slipped from his grip and fell into the open waiting room. A small child in the waiting room giggled and pointed at the sandwich, thinking it was some new toy. Startled, Sam rushed over just as another patient emerged from an examination room, causing everyone to freeze for a moment before breaking into laughter. The delivery driver sheepishly apologized, promising never to eat lunch while delivering again.

4. On a foggy morning, when Sam’s dental clinic usually hummed with quiet chatter and the smell of disinfectant, a delivery driver rushed inside, frantically searching for someone who wasn’t there. ‘Excuse me,’ he panted, ‘is Dr. Hariz around? I’ve got an emergency!’ Sam looked up from his coffee mug, eyebrows raised. ‘I’m here, but my last appointment just left five minutes ago.’ The man paused, relief washing over him like sunshine through fog. ‘Oh thank God! I was worried I missed him.’ Sam smiled gently. ‘Next time, maybe try calling ahead?’