Tinsel Teeth and Metal Mouth

I have come to the realization that I have hit my quarter-life crisis. I’ve done some research and found three symptoms that resonate.

1. Life crises often result in an impulsive purchase. Often this comes mid-life in the form of a Harley or a Porshe Boxster. My quarter-life crisis purchase: Braces. Yes, braces. No, not Invisalign. Braces.

2. Characterized by nostalgia for university life after entering the real world. I guess for me, I’m more nostalgic for middle school life, but school nonetheless. Braces are not a novel accessory for me. I first sported the fashionable metal brackets as a pubescent middle schooler. At the time, I thought my social capital would unravel. Now, I’m confident these braces have the potential to take me to new social heights!

3. Insecurity regarding the fact that all of one’s actions are meaningless. What is it you do? [enter chirping crickets]. I had resigned myself to the fact that I was known as the dude who lives with an Obama speechwriter. Well, with my new grillz, I will finally be known for something! I’ll no longer need to ride the coattails of my friends; I’ll now be known as that dude with braces.

A few questions:

A. Can braces set off the metal detector at the airport? No. The lightweight material used in braces won’t trigger the alarm.

B. Will my braces increase my chance of being struck by lightning? No. The odds in the US in any given year will still be one in 700,000.

C. Can my braces get locked with other braces? Yes. On second thought, I can’t think of a single legal situation where this problem might arise…