I've always wondered what the lady that cleans my teeth is thinking.
Every single time I go in for a teeth cleaning...the lady that cleans my teeth seems just a tad bitter about life.
I'm so sorry that you hate your life but must you take it out on my poor, defenseless teeth and gums? I definitely am a firm believer in channeling your anger in positive ways, BUT no need to roughly scrape the enamel off of my teeth! (that is a NEGATIVE way to channel your anger). And please, for the love of God, stop puncturing my gums with that rake-like instrument… It's so painful! Then, to top it all off...you feel compelled to ask me about the nitty gritty details of my life. How about I go out on a whim and say that your sudden interest in my life is not genuine at all. In fact, I am almost positive that it is forced and completely robotic. Now, I'm all for maintaining impeccable customer service, but it seems like you are attempting to overcompensate for something quite dismal. I've come to this conclusion because EVERY TIME I come in for an appointment, you ask me the same batch of questions: "Where do you go to school?" "Do you like it?" "Why did you choose that school?" "What is your major?" Now, I know that you really do not care the slightest bit about what school I attend and what my major is. I know that you know good and well that you cannot even understand me when I respond to your questions. Seriously! How could you when you ALWAYS ask me these questions right after you tell me to open my mouth as wide as I can. Or you ask me those same questions whenever you place that suction device in my mouth!
Let's just make it easier on the both of us....so how about you just clean my teeth and stop trying to act like you care about my life. It was flattering at first but now it’s just outright ridiculous!
Every single time I go in for a teeth cleaning...the lady that cleans my teeth seems just a tad bitter about life.
I'm so sorry that you hate your life but must you take it out on my poor, defenseless teeth and gums? I definitely am a firm believer in channeling your anger in positive ways, BUT no need to roughly scrape the enamel off of my teeth! (that is a NEGATIVE way to channel your anger). And please, for the love of God, stop puncturing my gums with that rake-like instrument… It's so painful! Then, to top it all off...you feel compelled to ask me about the nitty gritty details of my life. How about I go out on a whim and say that your sudden interest in my life is not genuine at all. In fact, I am almost positive that it is forced and completely robotic. Now, I'm all for maintaining impeccable customer service, but it seems like you are attempting to overcompensate for something quite dismal. I've come to this conclusion because EVERY TIME I come in for an appointment, you ask me the same batch of questions: "Where do you go to school?" "Do you like it?" "Why did you choose that school?" "What is your major?" Now, I know that you really do not care the slightest bit about what school I attend and what my major is. I know that you know good and well that you cannot even understand me when I respond to your questions. Seriously! How could you when you ALWAYS ask me these questions right after you tell me to open my mouth as wide as I can. Or you ask me those same questions whenever you place that suction device in my mouth!
Let's just make it easier on the both of us....so how about you just clean my teeth and stop trying to act like you care about my life. It was flattering at first but now it’s just outright ridiculous!