Seemingly, one of my dentists - whom I normally see in Santa Monica - also operates out of a Beverly Hills office, in a building full (of course) of plastic surgeons. I prefer the view from the waiting room of the other place, but this one is easier to get to. And the view from one chair (where I was for three and a half long painful hours) is much like another.
This was redoing, replacing work done over twenty years ago in New Jersey, in a shopping mall in Rocky Hill - a far cry from Beverly Hills, but an excellent dentist - with rock music, and nitrous oxide, and conversations about how he never knew how on earth his son, who was academically interested in art history and economics, was going to make a living. At that time, Noah Horowitz was at the Courtauld, and I'm sure I offered useless platitudinous advice. He's now CEO of Art Basel.
You made it through 3.5 hours of hell and lived to tell another tale. *raising a toast to you* Also, I loved this story of Noah Horowitz and his dual degrees!
ReplyDeleteNurse Moth and Junior Nurse Gramsci were very assiduous and attentive during my afternoon recovery, you'll be pleased to hear. I was impressed.
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