don't you remember you told me you loved me baby?
Today I went to the dentist. I like to refer to my dental hygenist as "the angel of death." Don't you think the first thing they should teach you in dental hygenist school is to be gentle? I mean, after all, they are poking at your tender, tender gums with a sharp metal object. But, nooooooooooooooo. My dental hygenist, the devil woman, is not familiar with the term "gentle." She instead enjoys sticking a metal object straight into my gums and drawing as much blood as possible from my mouth.
Also, I have been going to the same dentist since... well, since I got teeth. Guess what? He still doesn't pronounce my fucking name right! It's not difficult! There is no A in my name so people need to stop calling me Jeannie!!! Seriously.
Also, I have been going to the same dentist since... well, since I got teeth. Guess what? He still doesn't pronounce my fucking name right! It's not difficult! There is no A in my name so people need to stop calling me Jeannie!!! Seriously.