Kain's Domain

So there I was. At my desk, eating lunch. A delicious, Chicken Fajita Lean Pocket. Yum! Just like the hundreds of others I've eaten in my lifetime. But today...one decided to get revenge on me....and it did.

I'm beginning to chew on my tasty Lean Pocket, when I felt a crunch. At first, I thought it was just that the side of the Lean Pocket was kinda burned really crispy (I'm not used to the microwave at work) and that I had bit into a burned part. But that was not to be the case. I spit out what I was chewing, and continued to eat. At some point, I happen to run my tongue over the front of my teeth, and...gasp!...I was missing a tooth. Well, most if it anyways. I felt the tooth still in there, but it was really high up, as if it was a baby tooth next to a normal tooth...

So I stood up, walked to the bathroom, and checked out my (normally nice) smile, to find a big hole where a tooth should have been, right next to my two front teeth. The tooth had broken in half, the bottom half apparently in the spit-out piece of Lean Pocket back on my plate, and the top half up in my gums protecting me from feeling the most horrid pain I can imagine of exposed nerve.

The rest of the day was basically avoiding letting people see me open my mouth, which usually consisted of holding my hand up in front of my mouth, or a clipboard, etc when I would talk. One of my co-workers and one of my supervisors were rather entertained by the different lengths I would go through to. I'm here to please. Make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh, make 'em laugh...