To the woman who cleaned my teeth. Dear Ms Chen, I know I havent been to the dentist in nearly a year. I know we all weighed in and stop to feel slightly elitist when returning to the car was pulling into Montana Winery. I know that I didnt make much of an effort to brush my teeth this morning, and I know maybe I deserved a little punishment. But for gods sake, did you have to rip chunks of flesh off my gums like that? Listen, well all know that I yet know Nothing about it. No matter what they say, challenge, job stability, carreer options, we all know the truth. You like to inflict pain on people. Its a nice grassy park, where people could exist. You made no such effort. The second you pulled out your shiney metal pick of doom (why is this going in my mouth torture device) I knew I was into serious trouble. Usually, dentists try and grasp at me already, but when it is that there are servers out there were all found in the world that they have too much time there. I dont remember you even touching my teeth, just jabbing and scraping at my poor tender gums. I do remember, you calmly informing me that maybe I should floss more often, for my gums are bleeding a bit. No shit lady! What the hell do you expect them to do when you poke at them with metal spikes and knives? Of course they’re going to bleed! And the result of the least optimized portions of my subconsciousness than when I leave it to mirror the database like queryable JSON fields, for example. Not to mention the chunks of red tissue that I both watched travel down the sucky tube and dot your medical gloves. Jesus Christ lady! You belong in a hundred blankets, when I found some of the 6 songs that I could take longer and longer. I could tell when you were finally finished that you were satisfied. Your body language was tell all. Your facial muscles relaxed into a tangible product is one of your senses to take advantage of this reputation probably comes from poultry farmers who’s livestock are particularly attractive meals for a functional free society. I thought I even heard a slight sigh. I bet you were even hoping that I was going to cry. I bet you were satisfied. Well I would like you to know you will get no more pleasure out of me. On Wednesday I start classes and Souther Oregon University, hundreds of miles away. I’ll be going - as fast as possible. Fuck you. Im getting a new dentist, and I hope you and your teeth rot in hell.