About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. It was an unusually quiet morning in the northeast neighborhood when a delivery driver pulled up outside Premiere Dental. The sun had barely risen, and the street was deserted except for a lone squirrel scurrying across the pavement. As he unloaded boxes from his truck, he noticed something odd—an old man, wearing a white lab coat and holding a clipboard, emerged from the dental office's side door. The old man nodded curtly and mumbled something about ‘protocols.’ Then, without another word, he disappeared back inside. Curious, the delivery driver finished his task and left. Later that day, while unpacking the boxes, one of the neighbors popped their head in and asked if they could borrow some sugar. Turns out, it was just the dentist’s eccentric grandfather who lived upstairs.
2. A regular patient arrived early one Tuesday, only to discover that the receptionist had vanished without a trace. The door to her office stood ajar, and inside lay a pile of old magazines—all with teeth on their covers. Just then, an elderly gentleman walked in, holding a box of donuts. ‘I brought these for everyone,’ he said cheerfully. ‘They’re my secret weapon against bad customer service.’ Everyone laughed, including the ghostly receptionist who suddenly appeared from behind the counter, waving a toothbrush.
3. A few weeks ago, a concerned neighbor knocked on the door of Premiere Dental. ‘I keep hearing strange noises coming from your office,’ they said. ‘What kind of noises?’ asked the surprised dentist. ‘Well,’ replied the neighbor, ‘it sounds like someone’s playing the kazoo very, very badly.’ ‘Oh, that must be our new receptionist practicing for her audition!’ laughed the dentist. The next day, everyone in the neighborhood heard an entirely different noise—a perfect rendition of “Happy Birthday” on kazoo every time someone checked in.’
4. Last week, a curious patient asked: ‘Why does the dentist’s office always smell like someone is baking cookies?’ No one could explain it. Then, last Tuesday, an enthusiastic delivery driver exclaimed, ‘I finally found out—it’s because your receptionist bakes them every morning!’ Everyone laughed, but no one had noticed her secret cookie-making until then.