Popcorn is the Devil

I got one of these awesome giant tins of popcorn from the office holiday party last week. Its pretty sweet with an adorable winter scene of small children sledding. It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy as I fill my tummy with delicious cheese flavored popcorn and imagine myself frolicking in the snow with my friends. anyway, as i was corn guzzling this scrumptious treat I bite down a hard kernel. Instantly I knew i had made a mistake as i heard my tooth crack in half and land on my tongue. It was incredibly unsettling. fortunately this was a crown I had already made an appointment to fix on thursday . I thought for a second that I should probably put the popcorn down as it seemed a bit dangerous. But if you know me, you know that I rarely make a well thought out rational deciscion. I figured that I could still enjoy my treat by just using the other side of my mouth. Problem solved! It was about this time I bit down hard on another kernel. this time pain shot through my face. I had never experienced a sensation like this. It was truly terrifiying as I thought I had busted another tooth. Thank god it looks ok, but it had hit a nerve. How could such a holiday tradition that once brought laughter and delight turn on me and punish my chompers with so much pain and destruction. I had learned my lesson , I dumped the rest into the garbage can and vowed to never again partake in holiday popcorn.