The other day as I was standing in line at the grocery store I thought to myself, “When someone has their hands in your mouth what are you supposed to look at?”
Luckily, no one in the grocery store had their hands in my mouth (at least not during that trip). I had just been at the dentist earlier in the day, and I got a clean bill of dental health and clean teeth to boot.
As the dental hygienist was doing her thing I had a choice to make: stare at her or close my eyes and think of England.
I opted to close my eyes for the duration, which I think is the right choice for all involved.