I was at the dentist this morning. Kim and Dee, the receptionists, were talking about b-days (a very funny conversation that was) when I walked in and I mentioned I have a big one this year. Dee looks at me and says--she was totally serious--"Oh, 3-0?" I studied her briefly to see if she was joking, and she wasn't. After I recovered from my shocked (happily shocked) state, I said, Um, no, 50." She was truly stunned. She and Kim thought I was pulling their leg, they didn't believe me at all. Both went directly to the computers in front of them to check my birth date. I told her I have a 22 year old son--so I'd better be older than 30. :lol: My kids have had their teeth cleaned there before too, but not in a few years. They forgot that connection.
I still burst out laughing when I think of it. Maybe 40, but 30?? Nah. But I'll take it. After all, just how long can this last? :-D :wink:
They made my day.