9 years ago, Barbara Hershey informed me that my teeth jutted out in an unattractive way. To rectify this gross disfigurement, she recommended that I let her file the sides of my teeth so that they might be able to realign in a more socially acceptable way. Convinced, I allowed her to proceed. Not only was this procedure the most painful and horrifying of my life (including surgery), as the saw did not, in fact, stop at the gum line but instead continued straight through it, I was also informed by my dentist years later that Dr Hershey had effectively destroyed my enamel, making me substantially more cavity-prone. Today, my dentist discovered two cavities. Something to think about.