Listen to your gut. I came to Smiles on Randolph with a plethora of dental woes that seemed to have cropped up very suddenly. Cavities and an infection in a wisdom tooth, as well as wanting to replace a front crown for a better aesthetic. The first dentist that I came in contact with was Dr Weiss. WOW. If you could hear someone's eyes roll, then you might have gone deaf. This was the most unpleasant, downright rude man to be around. Heavy sighs and tongue clicks that indicated his disgust with me was palpable. At a later date when my husband visited, he received the exact same treatment, so I do believe he is that that awful to every patient. My husband stopped in the middle, though (a more bold man than I), to let him know that "No grown man wants to stick his hands inside the mouth of another grown man except for the money. I would be much more inclined to give my money to someone that has a better attitude." He then went elsewhere. My cavities were filled, and I visited an oral surgeon to remove the wisdom tooth. Now on to the front crown. This was purely cosmetic in nature, I wanted it to match its neighbors and be less bulky. This was Dr Chanbo Sim. He checks in at what I consider an extra loud volume. Fine. Perhaps that is his way of conveying "self confidence". He removes the existing crown and places a temporary one. When I came back for the permanent tooths installation, he (loudly) insists that it is a perfect match. While I am laid back in the chair, mouth wide, he then begins the interesting bit. It doesn't fit because of my one slightly crooked bottom tooth. Let me be clear that one of the initial things I had asked was if I should get orthodontics to address some slight shifting. He said he didn't think it was significant enough to do that, though. Now with my mouth open, under lights, he tells me the only thing to do is to file down my crooked tooth. I'm not happy about this. Why can't you alter the fake tooth instead of my real one? He continues (practically pouting) until I relent and agree to the one tooth. Now I get home and what do you know?! The crown is not a perfect match, it is still bulky, and now that one slightly off tooth is absolutely gleaming like it has five arrows pointing at it! And for one more kick, he lied and filed the neighboring tooth as well. Now I have a new found insecurity. Thanks. I came back to address my grievances (having a lovely hygienist agree that my expectations have not been met) and schedule a redo on the crown. By this point I have gotten a second opinion and other professionals agree these are bad practices. But the crown cost $1,000 so I have to go the dentist who did it, that it is insured by. The day comes and I bring my husband to drive so that they can administer gas this time, as I am a mess usually and they think it will help my nerves. Dr Sim goes through the whole gas procedure and numbing, I then open my mouth and he begins yelling. You read that right. Why the heck was I back here, as his work was perfect and he's not touching his Michelangelo level tooth. I then had to (gassed, Novocained, and in a vulnerable position) calmly explain how I wasn't pleased with the result, it was still bulky, that I still thought I needed orthodontics, and how now my bottom teeth being altered was bothering me even more now. He continued to shout at me that it was perfect and basically gaslight me that my lying eyes couldn't possibly see flaw in his work. I remained very calm and did not shout back. I then informed him that I had seen a different dentist and that they agreed with me. He then yelled that I should just go back to then, then, because obviously he wouldn't be able to satisfy me. He pressed that he would just refund me the cost and I agreed. I'm glad I didn't get sucked into his weird power play. I could go on and on but this is running long so I will leave with this: Come to this place only if you are comfortable being treated like you are scum, do not value the actual dental work that is being done, oh and like nerve damage to your tongue (my sense of taste has noticeably diminished immediately after the fillings). In closing, now that I have sought help elsewhere, they have informed me that I am not the first person to come to them from Smiles on Randolph with a story like this. Save yourself the anguish, go somewhere else. read more