mr. monkeybottoms (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} mrmonkeybottoms) wrote,@ 2007-01-23 18:13:00 |
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The day of rejoicing!
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. Whenposhcat 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.
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
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.
