Will Pull Teeth For Cash
22 August 2006
Filed under Life, Text
I went to the dentist today, for the first proper work I’ve had done since I was a kid. My family is blessed with pretty good teeth, and there wasn’t much wrong (a couple of cavities born of living out of a vending machine during high school), but my hour in the chair set me back over $500 nonetheless.
I’m generally happy to pay for specialist skills and knowledge (and as a specialist of sorts myself, I’m certainly happy to charge for those things), but I have to say, when I’ve got a mouthful of latex, anaesthetic and high-pitched drilling devices, I’m not that interested in hearing how the prick responsible for all the noise and pain will be spending that money.
For the edification of my readers, however, I’m happy to reveal that my dentist:
- is buying a burgandy-coloured Porsche (3 owners, practically brand new, air-cooled)
- was considering a 4WD (I made a gurgling noise in the back of my throat - my only method of expressing an opinion - when he suggested that a Prius would kill more children than a 4WD because “they can’t hear it coming”)
- believes that rising interest rates unreasonably affect his ability to sell his old cars
- once considered himself a “Mercedes man” but is now quite fond of his wife’s BMW station-wagon
- likes expensive wine, and shops for it frequently. In Paris.
- thinks he’s pretty shit-hot when it comes to doing fillings and fissure seals.
That is all.
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Views from the Floor
Peter says:
Cock.
Virginia says:
That's pretty much the size of it, yeah. (Ew. The size of it.)
tigtog says:
Back in my granny's day, there were benefits to the "respectability" aspired to by the middle-class, one of which was that such boasting was considered irredeemably vulgar.
Damn you, Gordon Gecko.
klaatu69 says:
Reminds me of last dentist I had in Brisbane ... who as he was leaning over me was chatting up his dental assistant who was holding the suction thingy on the other side of the chair. He was telling her all about his new yacht and how she should go sailing with him. I changed dentists ...
The next one had a map of the wine regions of Italy on his ceiling. At least he would pleasantly chat to ME about his next European trip ..
Virginia says:
Ugh, have they no shame?
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