August 7, 2008
Her dentist had a dream
Ever since reading Christoper Walken’s post My barber had a dream, I’ve been musing on my friend’s visit to the dentist. A session with the dentist is an odd encounter to start with, given that what passes for conversation tends toward a dental monologue, but imagine yourself in one of those chairs surrounded by all of that mad scientist apparatus, rendered practically mute as a man pokes his fingers around inside your mouth. He pauses to gaze dreamily out the window, then says (a propos nothing of which he has been speaking):
“I think that if reincarnation exists, I’d like to come back as a waterfowl.”
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I love this.
[...] Speaking of, the other day I was having my temporary crown put on, and the dentist said, ever so softly, that I should get my teeth whitened. With my mouth fully open I attempt to say, “But it costs too much.” [...]
Sounds like a scene from Finding Nemo.