On Vox: Son, be a dentist.

Had a wisdom tooth removed yesterday morning. It's not a very pleasant procedure, but I am used to these things and don't make a big deal out of them. You've got to eat soft and cold food all day long - that's the biggest drag. Anyways, around 9pm I get a polite phone call from the dental clinic.
- Hello, may I speak with Dan please?
- Yes, speaking.
- You were in the dental clinic this morning...
- Yes I was.
- And how do you feel now?
- I feel great, thanks.
- Well, if you feel great, you've got to pay for your treatment.
Oh dear. I forgot to stop at their office on the way out.

Originally posted on wildernesscat.vox.com