I finally got my biannual cleaning from my dentist today. Well… supposed to be biannual. Come to find out, I haven’t had my cleaning since October last year! I knew I was late, but damn.
It’s like every visit to the dentist. The lobby is hot as hell and the elevators are slow as fuck. I have been going to the same dentist for years; since my family moved to Hawaii. One thing I really remember about the office is the loud electric door chime they have on the door. It’s been there for as long as I can remember.
Upon arriving to the office *BING-BONG*, I quickly grab the restroom keys to take a crap. For some reason, I had a feeling my name was going to be called next for cleaning if I stayed there any longer. Last thing I want to have is the urge to crap in the middle of my cleaning session.
I came back to the office, when lo and behold, my name was called. What a surprise. I actually was surprised because it wasn’t the usual male apprentice that cleaned my teeth last time, it was a girl and I knew her. For privacy sake, she’s a family friend.
I would never approach or even talk to this girl at family parties. For some reason, I always thought we wouldn’t get along. So I keep my distance. It’s not that she is hot or anything, nor is she ugly. Just picture your average Filipino girl. But today was different; she actually looked kinda cute in her scrubs and stuff.
Soon after being escorted to the individual rooms where they conduct their cleaning, I came to the realization that this girl will find out how bad my oral hygiene is. I gave her a disclaimer and she laughed it off.
We had a little chit-chat while she was taking my X-rays, then she went on cleaning. You know your oral hygiene is bad when you hear tons of chipping and scraping. The cleaning process took longer than I expected. Yeah my mouth was dirty; mind you, she’s only been working in the office for a month.
After my cleaning, doctor came in to inspect the cleaning and the X-rays. I could hear them mumbling dentist jargon to one another like, “What the hell is that?” and “We’ll keep an eye on number 20 and 2.” OK, maybe not jargon, but I knew a lecture was coming up.
Last time I had a serious lecture from doctor was in intermediate. I guess my breath was so foul and my flossing was so bad he threw a fit and showed me how to floss. He also had a talk with my mom. His lecture wasn’t nearly as bad as the ride home.
This lecture was a little different. He started talking about the bad times when I was younger and my present state. I could tell by the tone of his voice and the advice he was giving me that he was disappointed. He ended it in saying he expects me to maintain my teeth the way they left it, shook my hand and wished me good luck in my life and career. What the fuck does that mean?
After he left, I gave my apologies and thanks to the girl who cleaned my teeth and left. I picked up my my parking ticket at the front desk and asked the receptionist for my next scheduled appointment. She told me “no need” and I went on my way.
Wait a minute. What the fuck? Maybe they don’t want be coming back there. Or, maybe it’s all in my head and she doesn’t need me to schedule so early. Yeah… let’s keep it at that.
In essence, you should always have good healthy brushing habits and always floss. You never know when a person you know will end up cleaning your teeth and will possibly tell everyone you know how bad your breath smells and at the same time risk loosing your dentist because he had to put up with your horrible oral hygiene for 10 plus years and is fed up with it.
