My dentist has her office 200 feet away from my house. So whenever I try to sneak by on my way home, she pulls me in with a happy, “Since you are here anyway, let’s get some more work done!”
After the ravages pregnancy inflicted on my teeth, the dentist will have work to do for years to come.
I’m typing this from a dental chair, by the way.
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It will, of course, become necessary to go to work in disguise.
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Maybe I can dress like a hiker. š
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