On Saturday last week, I went in to my regular dental office to have a filling redone. The amalgam filling put in 20 years ago came loose and formed a gap that was trapping food. So I scheduled an appointment, and came in.
I put on the following:
A314: 2 sprays, 1 on each side of neck
IShine: 2 sprays, 1 on each temple
The receptionist:
Demographics: female, Caucasian, late 40’s
I’m not sure how strong the hits are here. My interactions with her tend to me a few minutes long. She simply said: “Good morning, Mr. Attractor. Please sign in.” She was smiling and friendly, but that’s how she normally acts, anyway. Although there was one difference this time: she asked me what brought me today, and gave some words of sympathy. Usually, conversations consist mainly of hellos and “How are your teeth?”.
The dentist:
Demographics: male, Caucasian, late 40’s
Normally, without pheromones, he tends to act pretty old-school. Namely, he gets the job done and does it well, he’s respectful to me, but he’s kind of business-like, and doesn’t talk much during procedures. It’s a somewhat spartan office, although with current technology and eucalyptus air fresheners. I go back, because he’s one of the few dentists in my area who participate in my insurance network.
This time, however, he acted in a much more open, friendly manner, and even joked a little bit, which I almost never hear him do. He asked me questions about that filling, and went over a number of procedure options. In-between drilling and prodding, we engaged in casual conversations about the Olympics and benefits of amalgam vs. composite. He mentioned playing baseball in high school (it’s out of character for him to share personal stuff outside his dental training), and laughed at my humorous boxing analogies when I described my teeth problems. At the end, he told me not to eat for 2 hours, to avoid popcorn and caramel like the plague, and handed me a 3-day ibuprofen prescription. All in all, it turned out to be a good appointment.
Closing thoughts:
Those were hits, all right. My dentist totally broke his normal business-like character. Although the conversations would seem more like IO or IH hits, rather than IShine hits. I actually walked out thinking: “wow, what a nice appointment”, which is rarely the case with dental procedures with many people. The new filling is nice and solid.
Questions? Comments? The floor is open!