Kudos to the new dental hygienist. While singing along frequently with the office's streaming service during today's appointment, she had the courtesy to sing in tune. If that hadn't been the case, I would have needed to maintain a poker face to avoid grimacing during off-key renditions of "Save The Last Dance For Me" and "The Way You Look Tonight."
It would have been a stretch for me to claim that the instruments being used to scrape my teeth were making me wince in pain, so I appreciate not having to make that judgment call.
