Personal Narrative Essay: My Trouble In The Dentist Office

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Troubles in the Dentist Office I never had a difficult time with the question, What do you want to be when you grow up. Dentistry has always grabbed my attention as a child. I was never afraid to sit in the “dreadful” dentist chair. I enjoyed the atmosphere and everything that went along with my visit. I loved the sound of drills digging into teeth and the aroma of fluoride filling the room. I remember telling my mother, “ You better not eat that candy, I’m going to have to give you a filling when I become your dentist.” The certainty I had to pursue that career continued until I turned twenty, and got to experience it head-on. After high school, I completed a dental assistant program, and landed my first job in an office shortly after. …show more content…

With three hours of sleep due to excitement, I woke up with butterflies. My welcome seemed a bit standoffish as I introduced myself to the secretary. She seemed extremely stressed and unhappy to say the least. I gave her a huge grin from ear to ear and walked through the doors to begin my morning with the dentist. I was stopped by an older woman, who looked me up and down, and pointed to a cabinet behind me. She said with an irritated voice, “ Put your purse in the cabinet, and get started. We don't have all day.” The thought of having an unpleasant coworker was becoming a reality. Shaking in my scrubs, I followed her orders and walked into the treatment room. The woman started unpacking instruments, cleaning off the counters, and opening patient files. I stood in the corner, feeling underestimated. Her back was towards me as she said, “ Watch what I’m doing because I'm only doing this once.” I could feel the lump in my throat start to form as I was trying not to cry. Why is this not the atmosphere I remember in a dentist office as a child? Once the room was completed, the dentist turned the corner. His welcome was friendly, finally someone in the building was happy to be there. He shook my hand and asked me to welcome in our first patient of the day. I grabbed an elderly gentleman, placed him in his seat, and laid a bib on his chest. We began the procedure and everything went smoothly. After the treatment, I walked the patient to the front desk and wished him a good day. I walked back to the dentist chair and begin sanitizing the room. The woman I met earlier entered the room and mumbled, “ You need to go to lunch now.” Lunch?! It was only 10 O’clock in the morning. Why am I getting excused to go to lunch when I just got here? I grabbed my purse and walked out of the building. I remember feeling so confused how my dream job was crumbling down right before me. Was I letting this woman get the best of me? I was so

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