When I am out to dinner and I order something like spinach, I normally have to resort to looking at my reflection in a knife or metal napkin holder to see if there is anything in my teeth after I am done eating. Of course I could use my phone or dig out a mirror but sometimes it is just a hassle.
So I was pleasantly surprised when we went out to eat and we see sat in a booth that had a partition between us that looked like mirror. Bring on the ribs and corn and anything else that gets stuck up in your grill!
After eating, I was feeling confident that I had a mirror right beside that I could use to check my teeth in the most convenient and stealth way. I made it look natural as I faced the mirror and grinned.
It was not like a nice smile but a grin so hard, it made my eyes scrunch up and showed every tooth - practically back to the molars. I looked like a tiger about to dig into its prey.
It only took a second to realize that it wasn't a mirror and the guy having dinner next to me looked over to see me grinning at him like a monkey on cocaine. Ahhhh!!! Whoopsie!!!! He literally jumped back in his seat a little and yelped.
I immediately apologized - while hysterically laughing (like a monkey on cocaine might do), I might add. Seems it was just a window between him and my pursuit for periodontal perfection.
I called over the waitress. I figured his next drink should have been on me - he needed something to wash that image away!!
So I was pleasantly surprised when we went out to eat and we see sat in a booth that had a partition between us that looked like mirror. Bring on the ribs and corn and anything else that gets stuck up in your grill!
After eating, I was feeling confident that I had a mirror right beside that I could use to check my teeth in the most convenient and stealth way. I made it look natural as I faced the mirror and grinned.
It was not like a nice smile but a grin so hard, it made my eyes scrunch up and showed every tooth - practically back to the molars. I looked like a tiger about to dig into its prey.
It only took a second to realize that it wasn't a mirror and the guy having dinner next to me looked over to see me grinning at him like a monkey on cocaine. Ahhhh!!! Whoopsie!!!! He literally jumped back in his seat a little and yelped.
I immediately apologized - while hysterically laughing (like a monkey on cocaine might do), I might add. Seems it was just a window between him and my pursuit for periodontal perfection.
I called over the waitress. I figured his next drink should have been on me - he needed something to wash that image away!!