smoke and fire

The entire time I sat in the dentist chair this morning, that is all I could think about. Remember the old Bill Cosby routine about the dentist? They try to talk to you and make you answer or even worse laugh while they have fast drilling things in there that could cut off your tongue. The whole time I was trying to sink down further in the chair and disappear. They didn't seem to notice that my entire being was a big knot of stress. I don't know how there can be job satisfaction working in a dental office. It's like the worst place in the world to me. Thank goodness somebody thinks it's a good job. Lucky for me the two people who ground my tooth down to a nub today over the course of 3 1/2 hours were good at it. Did I mention I hate the dentist office.