I had my teeth cleaned yesterday. Most people find the dentist irritating and painful, but I find a good old fashion metal-against-tooth scrape (I prefer the old school scraper to the fancy new "water picks"), the flouride polisher, and the tubular vacuum that sucks out your slobber kind of relaxing. And I really love the feeling of having plaqueless teeth. While they may be yellow from all the cigarettes and coffee that gets me through the day, they are healthy. Never had a cavity! My dentist tells me every time, "Hey, you've still got some baby teeth!" I only see him every six months or so, so he must forget that he has already told me this. Actually, I think he's kind of fascinated by it so he feels the need to comment. I AM SO UNIQUE AND SPECIAL.
Most people, when having dental work done, close their eyes I would imagine under the blaze of the overhead light. But me, I stare directly into the dentist's eyes. This time it was the head cleaner, and not one of the two dentists, who did the cleaning, and it probably creeped her out, being a rookie and all. But I can't help it, it's a thing from childhood, when I figured out you could see what they're doing in your mouth from the reflection in their goggles. I'm sure it must even wierd the veterans out, but like I said, I can't help it.