2:33 o'clock is the time. Just three minutes behind schedule for my appointment at the dentist's office... Gee I shouldn't have come so early. There isn't anyone there so I guess my promptness doesn't matter. As soon as I walk up to the desk I am instantly recognized as a Thacker child by the homely woman behind the counter. She seems to know a lot about my life too. Looks like my mother has had some time to kill in this little waiting room. At least she doesn't call me peanut though. After a brief convo (age, name, college? "oh wonderful! I'll see you on TV one day!"), I am off to that supposedly comfortable chair with the squeaky rubber covering. You see its only comfortable until they start making it roll back.
The brief convo happens again (age, name, college? You like music?), and then Dr. Bob's hands are in my mouth. However, Dr. Bob didn't want to end the brief convo at that. Well perhaps he did because what was a dialogue betwee the two of us quickly became a single sided banter to a patient in bondage (me...Peanut). You see Dr. Bob may look like just a dentist but really he is an evil conspiracist trying to infiltrate the minds of all who sit their bottoms on his rubbery chair. Once he has his hands in your mouth their is no hope of you getting a word in edge wise, unless you want to suck up all that nasty cleaning goop he has just sprayed all over your teeth (its supposed to taste like mint... really?). So Dr. Bob starts off today's lecture with Vietnam which merges into Nuclear energy waste, then how Obama is dealing incorrectly with it, then something else about Obama, each time a slightly touchy subject arises he is careful to stick that mini vacuum sucker in my mouth, thanks Dr. Bob.
So as I left the office (somehow promising to make the next scheduled visit over christmas break, ugh), it left me wondering if possibly the untapped dentist force could be utilized. It could be even more powerful than the media, a dentist with gloves on prying around in your scared mouth, your just hoping he won't say you have another cavity which = $$ go bye bye. So beware the next time you go to the dentist. Maybe try and pretend that your deaf...maybe.
1 comment:
you could always try to engage in the conversation and subsequently bite down on his hand. This would A:Take him by surprise and force him to take care in what he tells you and B:Cause him pain and show him you mean business.
But I do agree, many dentists are quite odd for they choose to look at teeth for a living.
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