I had to go back to the dentist. In short, in my mid 20's I have a primary tooth that doesn't have a permanent one underneath it, so I never lost it. It's not a big deal, but primary teeth aren't expected to still be around this long, so they keep an eye on the wear and tear to prolong having to extract it. During my last visit they noticed a groove and/or pit on the tooth, and told me to come back and they would fill that in. So I go back, and the waiting room goes something like this:
Hygienist: luckyone? (Looks straight past me)
I start to stand up...
Hygienist: (Incredulously) You have a baby tooth?!?
...Put in my place...
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