Blue Stream Dental/Watts Mill Dental Care

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver pulled up outside Watts Mill Dental and noticed something odd: the sign above the entrance seemed to change color every few seconds—first blue, then white, like an old-school marquee. ‘What on earth is going on here?’ he wondered aloud. Curious, he walked inside and found no one around—the place was eerily quiet. Just as he turned to leave, a voice from behind said, 'Good morning! How can I help you?' It was the dentist, wearing a bright blue lab coat that perfectly matched the changing sign outside. The delivery guy blinked twice, smiled sheepishly, and replied, 'I think your sign just wanted to say hello!'

2. One day, an elderly gentleman walked into Watts Mill Dental for his routine checkup. As he sat in the waiting room, he overheard an unusual announcement on the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, please be advised that our dental floss supply has run out. We apologize for any inconvenience.’ Just then, a young delivery driver arrived with a fresh box of dental floss, causing everyone to break into laughter. The old man leaned back, smiled, and thought to himself, 'Well, I guess even dentists can have their moments.'

3. One afternoon, a young child visiting Blue Stream Dental with her parents pointed excitedly at the ceiling. ‘Mommy,’ she whispered, ‘why is that fish swimming upside down?’ Her mother smiled and gently explained, 'Honey, it's not really a fish—it's just an old light fixture.' The little girl nodded thoughtfully before turning back to the dentist, who winked and said, 'Don't worry, sweetie—we won't let any real fish swim here!'

4. One night, as patients were settling in for their late-night fillings, a voice crackled over the intercom: ‘Ladies and gentlemen, could Dr. Smith please report to the front desk? We’ve found your sense of humor.’ As Dr. Smith approached the desk, he saw an old photo frame with a smiling face—a regular patient who’d been missing his wisdom teeth. Turns out, the intercom was playing his own voicemail from last week’s appointment. Everyone burst into laughter, including poor Dr. Smith, who had just spent hours extracting real teeth that evening.