I really like my dentist.
He is a very nice man and takes good care of me and my teeth.
However, I do not like to spend time with him.
I don't know why anyone would choose to be a dentist.
I think the whole sticking your hand in everyone else's mouth is pretty gross, but in my opinion that isn't the worst part of the job.
The thing I couldn't handle is the feeling that nobody likes me.
I would get tired of going to work everyday just to hear people complain about having to visit me.
Now, I know there are some people in the world who have perfect dental hygiene and amazingly healthy teeth and all the dentist does when they visit is pat them on the back and say "Good job! See you in 6 months".
They probably enjoy their trips to the dentist.
I have those kinds of visits every now and then, but those usually involve a lot of time with the hygienist and a few seconds with my dentist.
The long visits with Dr. Thomas are the poke and drill and pull and grind procedures that I know are necessary, but definitely not enjoyable.
I am grateful that I live in a day and age where visiting the dentist is an option.
Where Novocaine makes my time in the chair fairly pain free.
Where I get to have my lousy teeth replaced with strong, gold crowns that allow me to continue biting and chewing and enjoying my food.
Don't get me wrong.
I am glad there are individuals out there who choose to be dentists and take care of my teeth, but I will admit that ever since my eldest son was in the musical "Little Shop of Horrors" in high school, the following refrain flows through my head at least once while my dentist works away in my mouth.
You'll be a dentist
(be a dentist)
You have a talent for causing things pain
(pain)
Son be a dentist
(son be a dentist)
People will pay you to be inhumane
(humane)
Your temperament's wrong for the priesthood
And teaching would suit you still less
Son be a dentist you'll be a success.
Now, my next question is - Why would anyone want to be a proctologist?
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