At the dentist
And we know how I feel about the dentist.
Conversation with hygienist in regard to the voice recognition gizmo that records numbers that somehow correlate to gum health.
Hygienist: I became a hygienist because I can’t count.
Me: I became an accountant because I can’t count. Or do math.
Hygienist: You’re an accountant? You don’t act like an accountant.
Me: I don’t feel like an accountant.
I blame the gas.
My wife also decided to call during the cleaning. I answered AAWWWAAWWW (hello). She said Oh, you’re at the dentist. At first I thought you were being kidnapped.
August 2nd, 2008 at 4:18 pm
Kidnap would be a pleasure in comparison to visit to the dentist. I hope your wife was properly solicitous when you arrived home to your hero’s welcome. 😉