The other day I called to schedule my twice-yearly dental cleaning and was horrified to learn that Carol, the hygienist who has cleaned my teeth since the late 1980s, retired at the end of 2010. I was speechless for a moment. Having somebody other than Carol scrape and floss and tell me she wishes everybody's teeth were as boring as mine? Unthinkable!
It's funny how attached you can become to someone even without exchanging many words, at least not many intelligible ones. But time marches on. The receptionist assured me I would "love" the woman who took over Carol's hours, so I scheduled an appointment. I'll let you know.
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