GO.
I'm actually visiting the dentist, currently. They'll probably call me back to that long white hallway any minute.
Normally I like the kinds of visits where there are snacks and laughing and nice people and stuff. But the people here are nice, even tho there aren't snacks, so I guess it's still a visit.
This kind of visit is where you lay back in a cold squishy chair and let someone invade your personal space while scraping gunk off your teeth and asking you to spit on purpose. They ask you what you've been up to and how's school and if you have a boyfriend and you explain once again that you are homeschooled, and yes.....you're still single. :)
But hey, you walk out the door with a squeaky clean smile and you didn't even have to do anything but sit there and try not to get blinded from the light bulb or make eye contact with that space-invader doctor. It's not so bad.
I'm pretty sure I would never want to be a dentist. Let me see, sticking my hands and face in somebody's gross mouth? Not exactly my dream job. But I'm sure glad I have a dentist to get into mine....
So in this strange, not-normal kind of visit, I just want to say thanks to all you lovely space invaders who do the ugly jobs, even when we don't floss after you tell us for the billionth time. We appreciate you.
Thanks for letting me visit! I'll be back in like a year.
STOP.
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