Because I apparently have not been doing a good job.
That's how I spent my lunch - in the dentist's chair. She blasted, scraped,poked, picked, and generally tore up my mouth. It's my fault. The flossing part - yes. But I've been brushing my teeth for
30+ years. I don't get it.
Wait. I know what happened. I also asked about her three kids when I walked in.
That's when it started. It's a long story, but she was really mad at her
husband. And she took it out on me.