... is an entire box of powdered mini-donuts.
What's that? Why no, no, I DIDN'T share them with my co-workers. What are you, high or something?
Actually, that would explain the box of mini-donuts, but I have not engaged in THAT particular vice for lo these many years now.
Usually, the reward for a trip to the dentist is lunch at McDonald's (I KNOW), but evidently times are a changin'. Today, nothing but powdered mini-donuts would do. Lots and lots of powdered mini-donuts. (and no, I was not at the dentist's because of the powdered mini-donuts. I like to eat, but I also like to brush my damn TEETH, thankyouverymuch.)
And to those of you who say you should not use food as a reward, I say, "huh"?
What else is there?
I mean, and still keep it legal. Ha. Hell, I can go buy myself a bracelet or a new pair of shoes or go to the movies any time I want to. When I have just voluntarily plunked myself in the dentist's chair for a nice long session with the drill?
GIVE ME FOOD. LOTS OF IT.
and pass the donuts.