Dough-nut-hing Can Come Between You And Your Paczki!
Paczkis [Polish filled doughnuts] are VERY important in Chicago culture. On Paczki Day/Mardi Gras, bakeries are extremely busy.
Unfortunately, I have to get dental work done that day. However, as I’m leaving work, one of my coworkers tells me to grab a Paczki. Of course! It’s the end of the lunch hour, so there are only powdered sugar-coated ones, but not only are they fresh, they’re filled with Boston creme.
I think I can spend the drive to the endodontist with sticky fingers… and sticky teeth.
I’ve never been to this office before, so as I walk in, I’m trying to dust myself off. The powdered sugar got EVERYWHERE — it’s still on the passenger seat in my car — meaning it’s also all over me. Have to look nice otherwise, I guess, right? Even if my teeth are awful?
Eventually, a tiny lady with a thick accent leads me into the room. She’s the tech and is to prep me.
Tech: “Okay, please have a seat. You can put your jacket on the bench over there.”
Me: “I’m so sorry if I look like I’m dusty. I just had a Paczki on the way here.”
The tech eyes me strangely for a moment and then bursts out laughing.
Tech: “That’s right! It’s Paczki Day! I have to get one later.”
As the tech is busying herself with prep, I try to make polite conversation. (I’m anxious, breakfast was that Paczki, and I’ve never had this kind of work done before!)
Me: “How many of these procedures do you do a day?”
Tech: “How many of what you’re getting? I mean, we do just about everything every day. Sweetheart, don’t worry. Yours will be forty minutes. Forty-five, tops.”
Me: “Wait, seriously?”
Tech: “We’re only doing one tooth today, right? You’ll be fine. In fact, think about Paczki!”
She pats my shoulder and winks at me.
In the middle of the work, I have to stop them so I can swallow. As I’m doing so, I motion to the tech.
Me: “I’ hryink whoo hink ahou’ hasskeys!”
Endodontist: “…suction?”
Me: “Oh, oh, hasskeys!”
Endodontist: “What?”
Tech: “You want to think about… Paczkis?!”
She loses her cool for a second and laughs, leaving the doctor bewildered and a little upset that he had to stop work.
As I’m leaving when it’s over and chatting with the tech again (who tells me that once the novocaine wears off, it’ll be very painful), just before she leaves…
Tech: *Triumphantly* “Now I’m going to get a Paczki!”
Me: *Laughing* “Enjoy!”
It was VERY painful when the novocaine wore off, but remembering this helped me to forget it!