What do you do during a trip to the good ol’ Midwest for your brother’s engagement party? Why, go to the dentist for the first time in two years, of course! Apparently, I am an excellent brusher. Of course, it having been two years and all, I did have a cavity – my mouth collects cavities like 2nd grade girls collect Lisa Frank stickers.
Facts about my dentist:
- My dentist’s receptionist is his mother.
- My dentist took me on a tour of the office, pointing out everything he had built. He was lying. Joke’s on you, patient!
- While looking in my mouth for cancerous lesions, my dentist kept demanding that the radio play the song it was playing a second time. It was a song about making money.
- While making a new appointment to get this cavity drilled out of my face, my dentist brought me a cookie.
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