Went to see him after my detist died. Office is in the bottom of an apartment complex, which felt a bit weird, but whatever. This dentist is very into 60s rock. Pictures of Stones, Beatles, Dylan ect. EVERYWHERE. Dylan on the stereo, which is not my first choice, but I can deal(which I think is how he feels about dentistry, looks like he wld rather be a rocker). The defining moment came when, while examining my teeth, he removed his mask to cough. He did not turn away. He coughed into my equipment laden open mouth. A piece of spit when from his mouth to mine. He didn’t even notice. Went about with his work. I just could never go back after such a breach of hygene and ettiquette.