It was the day before Junior Senior banquet in college and my date (for said banquet) myself, my friend who introduced the two of us and her boyfriend all went out to dinner. We went to one of my favorites in Nashville, San Antonio Taco Company. It was a gorgeous day on the patio and we were all having a great time, just laughing and eating and enjoying the sunshine when suddenly, I saw something roll across the table and onto the patio next to my chair. As I went to pick it up I realized, IT was TEETH. Yes, that’s right, TEETH. Now, the first thought that crossed my mind was that a really mean bird had snagged some dentures from a senior citizen or something. Then I looked up at my date and realized that something was definitely missing from his smile. 10,000 thoughts rushed through my head in .2 seconds. OMG his two front teeth fell out. Someone call an ambulance! Are any dentists open on Friday night? Will it be easier to just find a new date for the banquet? Quick! Where’s the nearest toy vampire teeth vending machine! I snapped out of it just in time to hear the story about the time he was playing basketball and his two front teeth were knocked out. So, the teeth laying on the ground were the implants that fell out. This poor guy, I felt so terrible for him. But where there’s a will, there’s a way and this problem was nothing that a trip to walgreens and some gorilla glue couldn’t fix. And sure enough, the next day he picked me up for the banquet looking handsome as ever with a great smile to boot.
Has your date’s teeth ever fallen out?