I have always loved my dentist's chair -- until this afternoon.
At my appointment today in West Chester the dental hygienist let slip the fact that another dentist in the practice has installed a heated, massaging chair in her office. How wonderful would that be?! Now all of a sudden I feel cheated.
I mentioned this to the Cranky Friend and he said it reminded him of the heated, massaging, womb-like business-class seat he once enjoyed on an Air Japan flight from Tokyo to Manila. (He also recalled fondly the beverage menu, which was chockfull of old brandy and single-malt Scotch. Attention, dental practice consultants.)
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