I was about to put on my coat, pick up my daughter, and storm out of the office when one of the techs came in and gave me a gift card for ColdStone.
Argh- the dilemma!
I mean, I was still angry about the wait, but I couldn't storm out anymore.
They gave me ice cream!
I wanted to go home.
But they gave me ice cream!
I can't leave when someone gives me ice cream.
For goodness' sake... ice cream!
That stuff is like kryptonite to my indignation.
The dentist sure knows how to keep a woman coming back.