About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One morning, as patients were settling in for their cleanings, an announcement crackled over the intercom: ‘Attention, please. Due to an urgent shortage of dental floss, our hygienic services may be temporarily affected.’ Soon enough, a delivery driver arrived with a mysterious package marked ‘Special Order.’ The door opened, and out popped a giant spool of bluegrass-themed dental floss—complete with banjo patterns! Dr. Neuman announced, ‘Ladies and gentlemen, it seems our neighbor down the street is a master craftsman after all!’ And from then on, Bluegrass Periodontics became known not just for its exceptional care but also for its unique musical theme.
2. One day, while patients were sipping water from paper cups, a voice boomed over the intercom: ‘Attention, please! Due to a recent shortage, our fluoride rinses are now made with moonshine.’ After a brief pause, everyone burst into laughter. Dr. Neuman calmly explained that the 'moonshine' was actually a new flavoring experiment gone wrong—apparently someone had accidentally added strawberry syrup instead of fluoride. The next week, patients received free blueberry-flavored rinses and a sincere apology from the good doctor.
3. In the middle of a routine cleaning session, a patient’s head jerked up when he heard a voice on the intercom: ‘Attention, everyone—your hygienist has just discovered a new species of gum disease!’ The room fell silent for a moment before erupting into laughter. The hygienist sheepishly admitted it was just a misplaced dental chart from another patient. Dr. Neuman quickly changed the subject, joking that maybe they should start selling tickets for this once-in-a-lifetime discovery. And ever since then, whenever someone mentions rare diseases, our friendly neighborhood delivery driver always claims he knows a guy who knows a guy…
4. In the waiting room, a regular noticed something unusual—a small bluegrass music CD had appeared on the reception desk. Nobody remembered leaving it there, but everyone agreed to keep listening to it during check-ups—it seemed to make the cleanings go smoother. Soon enough, the entire town started showing up for their dental visits with headphones and favorite bluegrass albums. Even the grumpy old delivery driver hummed along while getting his teeth cleaned. One day, Dr. Neuman joked, ‘Maybe I should start playing banjo in here!’ And ever since then, Bluegrass Periodontics became not just a practice, but a musical gathering where everyone left smiling—even if they did floss less often.’