My dentist looks eerily like Nick Nolte from the movie Mother Night. A Nazi. The man wields sharp metal objects inside people's mouths and has the audacity to look like a Nazi. I do not judge him by this-well, maybe a little, I mean, who can't if you've seen Marathon Man-but he's one of those dentists who habitually asks the patient questions whilst he works on them. Me. While he works on me. While he is literally poking into my business, he'll ask me the sort of conversational wallpaper questions that no one in their right mind actually gives a damn about, like, "What time does your school start?" Right about now I'm thinking, "that depends, is the answer going to change which way you're shining that ridiculously bright light? ‘Cause right now it's pretty much all up in my face."
amn... where'd the emoticons go anyway? ...
