The building I work in houses many professional businesses. Many of which are medical facilities, the whole realm from basic medical to specialty dental.
While in the public restroom for our floor, I encountered a bratty display of hilarity.
Brat with Impending Dental Appointment (BWIDA): (Whining to her Mother) You ALWAYS make me brush before the dentist, I hate it!
Mother: Oh honey, it won’t kill you. You brush while I use the facilities.
BWIDA: (Heavy sigh) Fine!
I am now out of the stall and washing my hands, BWIDA at the sink next to me. She is brushing her index finger vigorously while I am washing my hands, casting glances at me to see if I will give her up.
Mother: Are you doing a really good job?
BWIDA: Oh yes! I am all done.
I am drying my hands as the Mother comes out of the stall to see her newly “brushed” precious daughter happily sucking down a milkshake.
Mother: What was the purpose of brushing your teeth if you are going to drink the milkshake? You’ll have to do it again!
Poor Bratty McBrat Brat…..