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Well today I went to the dental surgeon, and determined that he's a real bastard, and I do not like him. He's also overcharging, which is rediculous. $2,000 to pull our four bloody freaking teeth. Well, I guess it's not awful, I dunno, but I do know we certainly don't have $2000, but apparently they're messing up my other teeth lots so we need them out now. They're imparing my other teeth. Or something. Then he charged $65 for asking me dumbass questions like "why do you think Ibproufin is better than Tylonol to take after surgery?" Me (I wish): "I don't the fuck know, why are you asking me these questions you patronizing bastard?" (The answer is it helps with swelling more, by the way.)
Anyway, errrrrrr. You could tell he was following this script, and mom had one question about if we were doing local or general anesthetic, and he went on a schpeel about how she needed to cool down because if she let him follow his speech, everything would be explained. Um...human interaction? Or maybe not...
So that was highly irritating, but other than that I did dinky stuff and helped around the house, etc, etc. Called Aunt C finally, called Grandma, cleaned the kitchen and the upstairs room, found my bloody password to Smith e-mail, etc, etc, blah blah blah.
Now time to desipher my external harddrive............. buh bye!
Anyway, errrrrrr. You could tell he was following this script, and mom had one question about if we were doing local or general anesthetic, and he went on a schpeel about how she needed to cool down because if she let him follow his speech, everything would be explained. Um...human interaction? Or maybe not...
So that was highly irritating, but other than that I did dinky stuff and helped around the house, etc, etc. Called Aunt C finally, called Grandma, cleaned the kitchen and the upstairs room, found my bloody password to Smith e-mail, etc, etc, blah blah blah.
Now time to desipher my external harddrive............. buh bye!