Anyway, while begging for help on Twitter and reading through other blogs I found my inspiration or should I say assignment?
Mama Kat wants to know about my worst dentist experience. She must be one of those weird people that like to hear about other's pain, but I won't give her that kind of satisfaction.
In fact during the worst experience I ever had at a dentist's office I never even got to see the dentist. This office was new to my family and I had only gone once before because you see I'm quite picky about my dentist. I've had a few that should have held the title "Torturer" not DDS so I try to be selective and ask for referrals.
Even with a referral I knew after the first visit that the office was different from any other, and not in a good way. The area where he worked was open. Meaning I could see 3-4 chairs from my chair and we were only blocked by cabinet walls. Each section had it's own equipment but I'd never been to a dentist's office where I could eavesdrop on the other patients.
Other unhappy patients. Ugh.
Sometimes you have no one to blame but yourself. I knew I should not have even booked an appointment but he said I had a cavity so I scheduled a follow up visit. A morning appointment. Have I shared that I'm not a morning person?
So on that morning I show up, check in and sit down to await my
I'm sitting there and listening to her take calls. Waiting. And waiting. And waiting. After about 45 minutes I ask her if the dentist is going to see me today. She just gives me a basic "he'll be with you" and sends me back to wait. And wait. And wait.
With each waiting minute I'm getting more and more pissed off. But before I could go back to the desk she abruptly gets up, puts on her coat and leaves with one of the nurses. I'm thinking maybe she's taking a break.
Nope. They get in the car together and leave. LEAVE. Do you understand what I'm saying? While I'm waiting for almost an hour for some freakin' doctor to put a needle in my gums and drill the crap out of my tooth, the reception, who is my only link to the evil dentist, leaves! I was in shock. S-H-O-C-K.
A minute later another nurse makes her way through the hallway so I grab her and ask about the dentist. "He'll be with you shortly." So I tell her that I've already been waiting and I've been told that by the receptionist that has now left the building.
"Oh she had to go pick up her car. It was being repaired and it's ready."
That was it. The last straw. I said well I've waited way too long as it is and now I'm leaving. She asks if I want another appointment. I looked at her like she had an arrow in her head. Not hardly.
Another dentist bites the dust.
If anyone has any insight on why the dentist asks you random questions while his hands are elbow deep in your mouth I'd love to know. Personally I think they like to hear us sound like idiots when we answer them.