Sunday, April 4, 2010
My Dental Hygienist and My Dentist Both Hate Me
My dental hygienist hates me. Every time I go, the same woman always cleans my teeth. I’m always on time, clean, and polite. And she always treats me like a walking, flaming turd. I don’t get it. I must be a pretty easy patient. She’s generally nondescript, probably in her mid to late 30s, Caucasian. She doesn’t look great. She doesn’t look bad. She looks okay. Really elaborate hairstyle and too much makeup. There are pictures of her kids all over the room. Always has the oldies station playing on the radio. My teeth are normally pretty good. No real problems, just a little staining from all the coffee. I guess that’s somewhat tedious to scrape off, but I’m very little trouble beyond that. Then she leaves, and the dentist shows up. The dentist is really hot. She must be fresh out of school, late 20s, blond, beautiful face, really slender body. The dentist outfit that she wears isn’t very revealing at all. So I can’t tell anything specific about her shape, other than that she’s tall and thin. She doesn’t seem to like me at all either. I’m always a polite, very quiet, easy patient. What else can I do? Generally I love it when hot young women put their fingers in my mouth, but she’s totally removed any joy from it. But like any bad relationship, I just keep coming back.