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Finding a good dentist (or really any doctor for that matter) when moving to a strange town can take a while - lots of trial and error.
I went through a few dentists, because I usually found one that was close to wherever I happened to be working. There was the dentist that had on dirty tennis shoes, the dentist that wasn't very polite.
Then I found Dr. Alla Alpert. Now, mind you, her office is no longer 'close' to where I work now - she's all the way up in Roswell off of exit 7 up 400. But I like her that much.
The majority of the people that work here are Russian - the hygienist I usually get, as well as Dr. Alpert herself. The last time I went, Dr. Alpert was on maternity leave, and the dentist I got was also Russian. Not sure why, but that's kind of cool. Except for Julie, the office manager. She's not Russian, but I don't hold that against her.
She's a friendly, petite lady - the first time I went, I definitely noticed that she was wearing very cute shoes - a bit of a trade off of fashion for foot pain, but very stylish.
I am such a sucker for marketing - I love anything unique. Instead of the branded plastic baggie of toothpaste, you get a cute gift bag complete with tissue paper. I mean. . .its still the same toothbrush inside . . but it kind of gives you the 'ohhh! I just got a present!' feeling. The simple joys in life.
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