So today during my internship at divorce court, I watched two people argue for half an hour about who would pay for their child's orthodontia. As I watched these two unfortunate middle aged divorcees go at it I felt an array of emotions:
First, and foremost, I felt disgust. No, not for the couple who cannot figure out who will pay for their kid's braces without the help of the legal system, but I felt disgust thinking back on the days when I had braces. Seriously heinous.
Secondly I felt anger. Once again, not towards the two parents arguing about teeth, but towards myself for ever applying for this job.
Thirdly, and most importantly, I felt regret. A child of divorce, I wondered to myself if my parents ever did this about MY orthodontics. If so, I now sincerely regret all of those beer bottles that I opened with my teeth. Also, the fact that I never wore my retainer.
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