Fairy Tale 1: The Girl and the Dentist
Once upon a time, there was a girl who went to a dentist. She didn't know it was an evil dentist with an evil hygienist. She just needed clean teeth in hopes of winning the man of her dreams. The evil hygienist treated the poor girl's gums the same way Cinderella was treated by her evil stepsisters. The evil dentist swooped in and told her she needed three crowns and they would cost her $1,160 from her shabby, threadbare pockets. And she needed to do them before midnight or she would turn into a rotten pumpkin.
The girl risked the pumpkin threat and decided to go to another dentist who did her X-rays for free (because the evil dentist refused to send them until the girl quoted the policies as outlined by the American Dental Association). The new, fairy godmother dentist told her she had three old fillings that needed replacing and that it would cost her $116.
And they lived happily ever after.
Fairy Tale 2: The Tale of the Washing Machine Repair Man
Once upon a time, there was a housewife who happily went about her duties. All of a sudden, on a day just like any other, she heard a thump-thump-thump. After searching the house with the aid of her one-year-old sidekick, the source of the scariness was discovered: the washing machine!
Oh no! What's a housewife to do with a broken washing machine?
Then the magic washing machine man came to repair the broken device. He asked to see how she loaded her clothing and then said, "No, no, no, you're doing it all wrong!" He told her that if she just layered her clothes one by one and made the weight exactly even on all sides of the washer, the noises would subside. Then he demonstrated how to do it, which was very helpful (the noises did not subside).
Silly housewife. All of a sudden, she forgot how to load a washing machine! Now she loads her clothes one-by-one and then berates herself for her incompetence at completing such a simple housewifey task when the washing machine still thump-thump-thumps.
Then the man charged her $50 and he lived happily ever after.
Moral of the Stories:
Sometimes I think I am a strong-willed, educated, handle-myself kind of woman. And other times, I think maybe I just like getting ripped off.