Yesterday we lived up to expectations doing boring stuff around the house, but today Anna and I were outta the house early. We went to our new dentist, the post office, Home Depot, and the Sears appliance store for vacuum bags. Glamorous stuff, I know.
Just for fun we ran into Cinnabon along the way. It was our first time. (See how I'm exploring new vistas close to home?)
At the dentist I spotted a little round tin on the desk and asked, "Is that what I think it is?"
It was.
So of course I proceeded to gently heckle the man checking us in about my surprise at seeing that in a dental office -- how he knows what that's doing to his gums -- and how I just thought I'd help him start the day off right.
He said it was fine, that he gets it from his wife, the dentist and hygienists all the time. (At this point a co-worker poked her head around the corner to claim heckling credit along with the rest of us.) I smiled to offset the nosy busybody nosiness.
Surely you're not surprised that I would heckle a perfect stranger?
Didn't think so.
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