The Dentist Trap
Look here, my memory is horrible. I barely know what is going on this evening. Names, appointments, and items at the grocery store are all fair game for my forgetful nature. Even if herbal supplements weren’t a complete scam, I have a feeling they wouldn’t work on my poor excuse for a memory muscle. Enter the dentist. If you visit the office of a dentist, good luck getting out of there without making your next appointment. From what little I recall of my last visit, I was escorted into a tiny white office after my cleaning. I was even told to take a seat. If I didn’t know...
Read More