Why is it that we never have presence of mind when these weird things happen? I say “we” because I never think of things until after the event. In my re-writing of the event, I would have removed all that stuff from my mouth and called for the real dentist and said, “your hygienist has just been profoundly unprofessional and I want my money back”. Or something like that. Grr!
This is a great story, but I thought it was going to be about teetchers.
Why is it that we never have presence of mind when these weird things happen? I say “we” because I never think of things until after the event. In my re-writing of the event, I would have removed all that stuff from my mouth and called for the real dentist and said, “your hygienist has just been profoundly unprofessional and I want my money back”. Or something like that. Grr!
Ya, what Julia said. I wouldn’t have sat there letting that nutjob scrape my teeth.