When it comes to getting my wisdom teeth removed, these are the following things I’m thankful for:
- It was before the age of smart phones.
- It was before YouTube existed.
- My dad — a technology troglodyte, no matter what year — drove me to the oral surgeon’s office and back, while my brother was still too young to capitalize on the immediate aftermath.
As for anyone born a few years after me, good luck picking the significant other who won’t film you acting like a blabbering fool while coming out of surgery. In other words: trust nobody.
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