
DISCLAIMER / WARNING: The opinions or comments expressed are NOT those of the Central Oregon Dental Society, Oregon Dental Association, American Dental Association or any of the Advertisers or Business Partners. Editorials or commentaries are OPINIONS ONLY and are simply meant to encourage discussion or dialogue. Readers are welcome and encouraged to contribute editorials or comments for possible inclusion in future issues.
WARNING: Everything on this page is either for entertainment purposes or to stimulate conversation or debate. It’s personal, opinion based, has a conservative slant and is not meant to offend or upset … only to stimulate discussion or entertain. READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

COMMENTARY
Favorite Person of the Month – March 2026
I know it’s wrong and not good, but it just happens on its own and I can’t really control it. I wish my mind could be retrained to have a different first thought or reaction; but it’s done the same thing for nearly 60 years and I’m still trying to rein in the way my mind wanders.
We had just got seated for breakfast at a restaurant in town, when our waitress came to our table with three glasses of water. She greeted us with a warm smile and asked if any of us would like a coffee or orange juice? My eyebrows flexed a bit as my eyes noticed the patches of blue hair that were intermingled with her brown hair. Both arms had multiple tattoos, ranging from images of flowers, cats, a cross, trees, the Van Halen logo, and other seemingly random things. I wanted to see what other tattoos she had, but I knew better than to stare. Her nose had a ring hanging through the septum, and both ears had between four to six different rings, bars and studs pierced through them. My eyes squinted ever so briefly as she pointed with her black fingernails and back of finger heart tattoo to an item on the menu which was the morning special.
Our waitress came back a few minutes later with some coffee and took our orders. Eight or nine minutes later she brought our food out steaming hot, just as the cook had pulled it off the grill. She came back a little later and topped off our coffee, checked on our food and refilled our waters. She saw one of our napkins on the floor and brought us a clean one without even being asked. She brought us a box for our leftovers as we finished up and asked if any of us were over 55, so she could apply a Senior discount to our order. I couldn’t think of the last time somebody offered us a discount, without me having to bring in a coupon or asking for it!
Our waitress was sweet, awesome, efficient, nice and provided us with great and timely service; even though the restaurant was packed, short staffed and she was running her tail off. We couldn’t have been happier with the service that we received. Our waitress was as perfect as possible and was yet another reminder for my old brain to not be so quick to judge a book by its cover.
