When people ask me what I do for a living and I tell them I'm a dental hygienist, I get many different reactions. The most common reaction is surprise because generally people are totally grossed out at the thought of cleaning someone's teeth and the dentist office is usually the least sought out destination for obvious reasons.
In one of the practices I worked at, it was standard protocol that whenever a new patient came in, they would see the dentist first after getting their full set of xrays completed. I know I'm in trouble if I can hear the assistant having a hard time with them. In this particular case, I could hear the aggravation in the assistants voice when she spoke to him and I was curious as to what the problem was.
In my first full time dental hygiene job, the office was located in a Publix strip plaza. Often times I would do my grocery shopping but this particular day was especially beautiful for Florida. It was a spring day with low humidity and those don't come by too often.
So today, I had an elderly gentleman patient that had an interesting cologne. It was called B.O. Galore! Mind you I’m already put-off by this odoriferous scent, I seat him in my chair and proceed to ask him the usual questions. As I lay him back and start to work on his teeth, he reaches up to “scratch” his nose.