I get there, and first of all, it's 9:30, but the place is EMPTY. There's like one guy in a chair, half the assistants are hovered around him watching some training thing, my orthro is bouncing around like he' been slipped some crack in his morning coffee, and aside from the guy with the 10 assistants, the pre-consult girl getting x-rays, and me, it's dead. Mind you, I've also had about 8 hours sleep in the last two nights combined, I haven't showered, the coffee I had two hours earlier has NOT hit, I'm cranky, I've been having family issues, and I'm so out of it, and did I mention, I'm like, whateves, next week, s'cool.
My orthro skips over, and the conversation goes a little like this:
Ortho: OH it's GORGEOUS!
Me: Yes, yes, I've been wearing the rubber bands.
Ortho: Okay, take those off.
Me: Okay.
Ortho: [Name of technician], it's done, it's not getting more perfect. Rip them off!!
Nameless Technician: Okay!
Me: Uh.. You mean the braces?
Ortho: Yeah! Rip them out! You're done!
Me: WHAT? RIGHT NOW?
Ortho: Yes, right now. ::he does a little dance now:::
Me: You don't have to make retainers? You just, rip them out? As in, OUT... and NOW?
Ortho: Oh, we'll do retainers, takes a few hours. Permanent on upper takes 20 minutes. We're ripping those puppies out!!!
Me: OMFGLOLZWTFBBQ!!!!!!!!
(at which point I lose any semblance of maturity and start dancing around the office, and once they've 'ripped those puppies out' I continued said dance with a mirror in my hand.)
So yeah. BIG SURPRISE


BRING IT:)
OH. And the first thing I did? Onion Rings. They really DO taste better when you eat the breading and the onion at the same time!!! SHOCKING!