Floss

It was a great day at first. I came into work clicking my heels because Friday's here, and even better: the fact that half of my coworkers aren't even in the office today.

But just now, to my extreme horror, I came back from the bathroom noticing that a poppyseed has been lodged in between my teeth all day. If my mouth is a chessboard and my two front teeth are the King and the Queen, then that stupid DARK BLACK poppyseed was stuck between the Queen and the Bishop. Oh God. It's 3 PM now, which means I've been walking around with this thing -- smiling to the other half of the coworkers that made it today -- for a whole SIX HOURS!

I'm never eating an "everything" bagel ever again.