Travel & Lifestyle Freelance Writer | Market Research Consultant
I just ate like 14 cloves of garlic on my two slices of pizza, so I’d like to take this opportunity to apologize in advance to:
Watched some focus groups with a set of dental school students the other day. All will one day be given their own drills and picks to keep their patients’ teeth healthy.
Apparently, one of the key things they’ve learned so far: Don’t ever be drilling in a patient’s mouth and say “Oops” out load.
Valuable advice.
I was walking back from a coffee shop the other day when I passed a window sign advertising, “Little Bitches.” I thought, “What the heck is that?”
Then I saw another sign: “Dentistry for Little Bitches!” and I understood that it was a dentist office advertising some kind of kids dentistry. There were cute little kid cartoons all over the “Little Bitches” sign. But I thought to myself, “What a bizarro name.”
I kept walking along this office building and saw another sign.
And another.
And when I read the fifth sign I finally noticed the “r” in the advertisement: “Little Britches.”