The day of rejoicing!
Jan. 23rd, 2007 | 06:13 pm
I woke up today with a smile on my face and a song in my heart. The song went like this:
"Oh mr. monkeybottoms
you are so awesome
Your braces are coming off today
as long as you can convince
the receptionist you will
paaaaaay themmmmm"
Ok, so it's a crappy song. This is why I am working in an office and not going on a world wide tour.
At 9 AM I made the phone call to the Hippie Orthodontist and sweet-talked them into letting still make the normal payments instead of the full amount. And by sweet-talk, I mean:
ME: Hey, I don't have $800
THEM: Okay
That was pretty easy.
As I sat and waited in the waiting room I wondered what kind of celebratory gift they were going to give me. When![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
poshcat got her braces off they gave her a bottle of champagne, so I was thinking it would be good.
Here were the three 'gifts' i got to choose from:
1. A travel mug
2. A water bottle
3. something even crappier that I can't even remember because it is so crappy
I chose the travel mug. Where is my champagne?! I just gave you $5,000 and you give ME a friggin travel mug?? It's not even a good one, it's tiny. When I drink coffee, I like to drink coffee. Same goes for champagne, of which I have NONE.
Ah well, the Hippie Orthodontist hugged me because he thought my teeth were so pretty. AND THEY ARE! I love them! So smooth and braces-free! On the down side the retainers now look like clear plastic hockey mouthguards which are very awkward feeling. I have to wear them full time for 6 months, and I immediately can't talk without lisping. Great. This reminds me of something...OH YEAH!! MY BRACES!!
I'm sure I'll get used to them, but if I wanted to wear clear plastic mouthguards I'd play hockey, and I don't play hockey solely because I don't like wearing clear plastic hockey mouthguards. That, and I can't skate for more than 5 minutes without complaining that my ankles hurt. And I hate the cold. And I am a terrible skater that hates the cold. I am a bad Canadian. To make up for this I am going to go chug some maple syrup.
"Oh mr. monkeybottoms
you are so awesome
Your braces are coming off today
as long as you can convince
the receptionist you will
paaaaaay themmmmm"
Ok, so it's a crappy song. This is why I am working in an office and not going on a world wide tour.
At 9 AM I made the phone call to the Hippie Orthodontist and sweet-talked them into letting still make the normal payments instead of the full amount. And by sweet-talk, I mean:
ME: Hey, I don't have $800
THEM: Okay
That was pretty easy.
As I sat and waited in the waiting room I wondered what kind of celebratory gift they were going to give me. When
poshcat got her braces off they gave her a bottle of champagne, so I was thinking it would be good. Here were the three 'gifts' i got to choose from:
1. A travel mug
2. A water bottle
3. something even crappier that I can't even remember because it is so crappy
I chose the travel mug. Where is my champagne?! I just gave you $5,000 and you give ME a friggin travel mug?? It's not even a good one, it's tiny. When I drink coffee, I like to drink coffee. Same goes for champagne, of which I have NONE.
Ah well, the Hippie Orthodontist hugged me because he thought my teeth were so pretty. AND THEY ARE! I love them! So smooth and braces-free! On the down side the retainers now look like clear plastic hockey mouthguards which are very awkward feeling. I have to wear them full time for 6 months, and I immediately can't talk without lisping. Great. This reminds me of something...OH YEAH!! MY BRACES!!
I'm sure I'll get used to them, but if I wanted to wear clear plastic mouthguards I'd play hockey, and I don't play hockey solely because I don't like wearing clear plastic hockey mouthguards. That, and I can't skate for more than 5 minutes without complaining that my ankles hurt. And I hate the cold. And I am a terrible skater that hates the cold. I am a bad Canadian. To make up for this I am going to go chug some maple syrup.