Some of you have heard my April Fool's Day story, so if you have you can stop reading now.

Over spring break I had to go to the dentist to have an impression made for a crown. I would have a temporary crown for two weeks. If it pops off, just call and we'll put it back on. Otherwise see you in two weeks (April 1). One of the last things I said to the dentist was "I hate that impressions goop".

So on Thursday April 1 I showed up at the dentist office. The first thing the technician says is, "this isn't an April Fool's Joke, but we can't find your crown". My first thought is, "then why didn't you call me" "because we have to make another impression". Ya right. I was sure this was a joke. She keeps telling me how they've looked everywhere, called the lab and the delivery people and they don't have a record of checking it in and can't find it. She continues, "look, I've laid out the stuff to make the impression." Ya, I'm thinking you have to do that in order to try and convince me we have to do this again. The dentist now enters the room. He continues the monologue of we really can't find it, we're not kidding. Sure whatever you say. I'm going to lay in this chair and wait for you to end this charade. I sit down, lean back, he pops the temporary crown off and then says, "Jean if I had the crown, this is when I would show it to you." HE DIDN'T HAVE IT! So we did the impression again, this time promising not to overfill the tray so the goop won't ooze out everywhere in my mouth.

The punch line to this story, the next morning, they call to say they found it and when do I want to come back in? I doubt I'm getting any discount for this.