Well, hell. Who’d have ever thought that I would be pissed to not go to the dentist? Oh wait, you thought this was my travel blog? It is, except for the fact that I’m not traveling yet. So you poor saps have to read about my day-to-day trials and tribulations until I actually stop working in about two weeks.
Anyway, back to the dentist. I had to do all kinds of creepy maneuvering to leave work early to make a dentist appointment at 4:00 today. It was super busy so I was six (count ’em, SIX) minutes late. The receptionist informed me that the dentist was tired of waiting six minutes and left for the day. So that was that. I threw a small fit and looked straight at the receptionist and said, “Well, that’s kind of a dick move, isn’t it?”