Shock waves rippled across 7th and Montana this morning as word spread that the Accountant -- known for spreading out his confidential paperwork all over Our Favorite Starbucks -- is more than just a simple numbers cruncher. He's also a marketeer, drumming-up business for his wife's dental practice. I found this out the hard way last year when -- completely out of the blue -- he suggested that I needed major dental work. Since then, I've heard from a former patient that the dental office in question is run out of the Accountant's home. Work ranging from simple check-ups to more complicated procedures is done in a converted bathroom. I guess it all makes sense: If they're going to scare the shit out of you, they might as well do it in the bathroom.
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I hate going to the dentist......I think going into someone's makeshift dental office in their home bathroom makes me shutter!
Now that is a horror story, great timing.
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