I love my dentist, but since year three of going there, I swear I have never had the same hygienist twice. And they only have two rooms - and one of them is where they do the 'work'.
The one I'm in - usually - is the cleaning room. So really, I only have access to one hygienist - it's just that they're constantly changing.
Dr. Dorothy seems like she'd be a nice boss, but maybe the profession is transient.
There seems to be no continuity in how they work. Some still scrape with tools that the cro-magnon men forged. They leave your gums hurting for hours. Some use the ultrasonic scraper - it's like a water pic, and while it shouldn't hurt, well, sometimes it hits a nerve in a completely different way than the scraper-thingy.
Either way - they never ask which way I want. They just do it. I just let them.
Yesterday it was the scrape method. Which means blood.
I don't give a fuck how good your oral hygiene might be, these bitches will make you bleed.
And every.fucking.time: do you floss?
Yes, you wench. At least once a day - every day!
But the below video was on the Simpsons.
Remember the days when you never missed an episode of that show? Now I've missed complete seasons. But some station has done a marathon of all 20-something seasons of them back to back. I accidentally caught (part of) one I have never seen - it was a PSA for dental hygiene: Menace Tooth Society - featuring Ludicrest.
This is exactly what I assume goes on in the microscopic world of dental hygiene.
Baby Got Back-teria.
I think that made it for me.
Song by: Cock Robin