Scared Straight: Elementary School Edition
When I was about 6 or so, I remembered an assembly for the first grade on basic hygiene. In the dental care part, this one guy had a slide show with germs and sugar molecules beating up the innocent, cartoon teeth, and he instructed to brush your teeth within thirty minutes of every meal to keep your teeth clean, because sugar and germs begin rotting your teeth as soon as food touches them. For some odd reason, it scared the crap out of me. I would race upstairs after dinner to brush my teeth. I even had a tooth-brushing marathon with a friend of mine a few years later during a sleepover. We brush our teeth for almost two hours, because we wanted to set a world record. Too bad neither of us thought to call up the Guinness Book Committee.
I still brush my teeth like a paranoid weirdo. I started brushing my teeth after lunch in college. The ladies at work have all seen me brushing my teeth after lunch at some point. I don't know if it's that weird or not, but it's definitely something. I floss almost every night, too. The elementary school assemblies really did stick for me, especially the bike and pedestrian safety one and the one on strangers. The smoking one didn't take, but they can't all be winners...
...oh and Mr. M (with the munchy mouth), and Mr. S (with the super socks?).
I still brush my teeth like a paranoid weirdo. I started brushing my teeth after lunch in college. The ladies at work have all seen me brushing my teeth after lunch at some point. I don't know if it's that weird or not, but it's definitely something. I floss almost every night, too. The elementary school assemblies really did stick for me, especially the bike and pedestrian safety one and the one on strangers. The smoking one didn't take, but they can't all be winners...
...oh and Mr. M (with the munchy mouth), and Mr. S (with the super socks?).