My Robot Is Pregnant theme song!

it’s somewhat troubling…

Who doesn’t worry about their teeth? Mine are getting as grooved and yellow as old ivory piano keys. But the real issue is why my gums bleed, and how come that one tooth rocks around a little where it sets? They’re nice enough to charge you half price up at the dental school where the young ones are learning how to drill into you without taking out too much of the good stuff.

I head in there this afternoon and meet my new dentist and he seems handsome and confident. He’s got on a pretty blue green perhaps celadon colored smockdress over his shirt and pants and he leads me into an area not unlike a well kept 4-H livestock barn with orderly little cubicles set up each with its own reclining seat, comes with a reading lamp attached over it and a washing up sink is there and I’ll bet I stepped in shit if that isn’t a little fountain right by the seat so you can set there and have a root beer float whipped up for you while you’re waiting.

Turns out that doesn’t offer soft drinks, just water and air and a suction hose. Nothing more barfy than being settled in on your back with some fellah holding your tongue in his latex gloved fingers so he can get a good look at the nether region of your mouth and from the next pen over you hear the distinct slurp of spit being funneled at high speed up a small tube. I figure that woman’s spit gets strained in some filter beneath my feet and comes out my water tube cool as a cucumber and no one the wiser.

Why folks get the calling to Dentistry I’ll never understand after todays experience. The poor devil was trying to fetch out “a piece of pepper” from betwixt my two rear molars. Turns out it was a chunk of rot so I head back tomorrow with some more money and they’ll drill it out and plug it up like I pulled into a gas station with a flat tire and called out for a patch job.

The one good thing about the place was the gal wearing pink heels over across the way. I thought that showed a real sense of humor.