About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as a regular was waiting for their child’s appointment, they heard an unusual announcement over the intercom: ‘Attention please—your tooth fairy is running late today due to a dental emergency!’ Soon, everyone in the waiting room started laughing and sharing stories about their own encounters with the tooth fairy. A delivery driver even joked that he’d better not miss his next shift because Santa might be calling in sick too! The dentist emerged smiling, saying it was just a little prank to brighten everyone's day—and it worked perfectly.
2. In the quiet hallway of East Valley Pediatric Dentistry, a regular noticed something peculiar one afternoon. As she waited for her daughter's check-up, she overheard a soft giggle coming from behind the closed door of Dr. Smith's office. Curious, she peeked inside and found no one there—just a small pile of colorful toothbrushes dancing gently on the desk. Suddenly, an old toothbrush started waving its handle in the air, as if conducting an invisible orchestra. Startled, our curious mom watched as another toothbrush twirled around like a dervish. Just then, the door opened slightly, revealing none other than Dr. Smith himself, humming cheerfully. 'Oh,' he said, blushing, 'I must’ve left my toy box open again.'
3. In the quiet hallway of East Valley Pediatric Dentistry, a delivery driver grumbled under his breath, ‘Why do I always get stuck here during rush hour?’ Little did he know that, every time he parked outside, his truck would mysteriously start honking in perfect time with the dentist’s office music. Finally, one evening, after hours of honking, an old neighbor popped out and asked if everything was okay. The delivery guy sheepishly explained the situation, and they both burst into laughter. From then on, whenever anyone drove past, they’d wave and smile, knowing that even dentists’ offices had their own unique quirks.
4. In the quiet hallway of East Valley Pediatric Dentistry, a regular watched in amusement as a small dog trotted past, its tail wagging furiously—oblivious to the serious looks on parents’ faces. Finally, an older gentleman, clearly a regular, leaned over and whispered with a smile, ‘That’s Max, our resident therapy dog. He calms down more kids than any sedative could.’ The parent chuckled, relieved, while the delivery driver, standing nearby, nodded knowingly and muttered, ‘Must be why they always seem so relaxed here.’