The Dental Student Who Traded a Trampoline for Trouble
Layla was 19, a first-year dental medicine student with dreams bigger than her textbooks. She wanted to become the kind of dentist who could do it all—smiles, implants, maybe even fix her friends’ braces at house parties.
But first, she had another dream: a professional trampoline. She was obsessed with acrobatics and convinced that bouncing 20 feet in the air would “help her focus on root canals one day.”
The Vending Machine Empire
To fund her trampoline, Layla bought 12 vending machines off Kijiji and placed them in plazas near Costco.
Her friends laughed. Her professors rolled their eyes. But within two months, she was making $4,300 a month. That was more than some dentists in training made moonlighting as dental assistants.
From Candy to Criminal
But then, she slipped.
A shady “mentor” convinced her to run extra payments through her machines. Easy money. No questions asked. Suddenly, Layla wasn’t just a dental student or a vending queen. She was part of a money laundering scheme.
The trampoline? Forgotten. Who needs flips when you’re flipping stacks of cash?
The Great Escape
Paranoid and flush with cash, Layla marched into a travel agency in Richmond Hill.
“I need a ticket,” she said. “Doesn’t matter where—just not Canada.”
Two days later, she was eating croissants under the Eiffel Tower.
The Paris Wedding
As if things weren’t unhinged enough, Layla fell in love with a Parisian crepe-seller. Two weeks later, they were married.
And because Layla had more money than common sense, she made one fatal mistake: she hired a professional wedding photographer.
The photos were breathtaking. Her white dress glowing against the Paris skyline. The Eiffel Tower sparkling in the background. She posted them on Instagram with captions like: “New smile, new life.”
The Government Scrolls Too
The Canadian government saw the photos before her professors did.
Turns out, posting your fairytale wedding while being wanted for money laundering isn’t the smartest move. Layla was arrested at Charles de Gaulle airport and sent back to Canada—without the crepe guy.
The Moral
Layla started as a 19-year-old dental student chasing a trampoline. She ended up as a cautionary tale about vending machines, Instagram clout, and bad travel decisions.
Her professors still joke:
“She knows how to extract a tooth… but not herself from trouble.”
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