The Hard Way
The smell of your teeth, and the sound as the drill makes its way through, your mouth ajar and yet subject to alternate commands "open", "okay, you can swallow", "open" - the light from the overhead lamp, and thoughts: "who on earth would voluntarily want to be a dentist?" as what is not meant to hurt after the long syringe punctured your gums and filled them with Novocain, seems, no, not seems, definitely is hurting you as he moves the drill in and out, in and out... the smell is sticking to you.
Four fillings between the teeth1 later all those jokes about not flossing don't quite ring the way they used to when you laughed it over with friends.
1If you don't already, consider flossing. This is a friendly service announcement since I always learn things the hard way.
11:01:02 PM 
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