A good friend of mine has been egging me to switch to her dentist instead. Or more specifically, her dentist’s son. On her most recent visit to her dentist, she had the son attend to her instead because his mother couldn’t make it at the appointed time.
After her visit to the dentist, she very eagerly told me to make the switch because Dr. L seems like a very nice guy to her. Not bad looking, educated, and pleasant. Perfect for me she says.
But imagine a guy knowing and studying the insides of your mouth before he even gets to know you as a person. What’s more, he’s poking horrific metal instruments into your mouth while you lie helplessly like a lab rat. Ooh, not my idea of the ideal first meeting!
I would have to pass on this one! But thanks for the thought my dear!