Welcome to The Hoosier Illuminati. Macintosh bigot, clothes horse, motorsports fanatic (as long as they turn right), Anglophile.
Clothes and manners do not make the man; but when he is made, they greatly improve his appearance.
--Henry Ward Beecher
The greatest advance in dentistry since I was a kid is…
The dental assistant. When I was a kid, the dental assistants were old, dowdy fat women with names like Mildred or Myra. They all wore those hideous old-fashioned nurse’s uniforms with white support hose and orthopedic shoes. It was the total Nurse Ratched experience.
Now dental assistants are young, attractive ... dare I say hot?
I think this is by design, and it’s not just an eye-candy thing. It’s to keep you quiet. I can’t whine about what’s going on in my mouth in front of a hot chick. It simply isn’t done. No, you have to man up and take it silently, stoically. You shut up and don’t bother them as they go about their business.
I must say, I think this is a quality business practice.
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I am pretty sure (and my wife agrees) that our dentist hires assistants and hygienists at least partly on the basis of their hotness.
Not just their looks. Their hotness.
Hotness.
I don’t even mind going to the dentist anymore.
Did I say hotness?
You said hotness. I concur.
Dude, my dentist is even hot. She’s a tiny little attractive blonde woman.
I see nothing wrong with this trend whatsoever.
All I have to say is that if this is true, I need a new dentist.
I’m presently under the care of a dentist, an oral surgeon and an orthodontist, and it’s true at all three offices.
The worst thing I can say about any of the three is that my orthodontist looks EXACTLY like Enzyte Bob.
