Bad date

The other day I was out on a date with a really lovely gentleman. Naturally, I always have to embarrass myself in some way on a date that I’m looking forward to. This time, I bit down too hard on the fork. It didn’t seem like a big deal at first until I then felt something hard floating around my mouth while I chewed. I decided to discreetly spit my food into a napkin and take a peak. To my surprise I found a small shiny white hard thing in my napkin. It left me confused. Perhaps this was in the parmesan cheese and it made its way onto my plate? Suddenly I hear an ‘oh my God’ muttered by my date, followed by a loud laugh. I brush my tongue over my teeth and notice a rigid gap. My front tooth had chipped in half. I thought to myself, I need to find the best cosmetic dentist near me to fix my tooth as soon as possible. I started to tear up out of embarrassment as I was not only confident that I had wrecked the date, but also that I looked hideous. My date was so kind. He assured me that I didn’t need to panic and that I was still gorgeous and that it was just a matter of bad luck.

Today will be spent at the dentist. Bayside has quite a few posh residents and I’m sick of the awful looks I’m getting whenever I have to speak to someone. It’s as if no one is allowed to have a chipped tooth! I can’t wait to get this matter fixed. I’ve been asked out on another date by the same guy but I feel so nervous to show my face again. My friends keep telling me to stop being silly and to just bite the bullet. I’ve agreed to another date, after my tooth is fixed, but I think I will have to be a lot more careful when it comes to my eating habits.