Nothing serious for today’s vent. Just a minor annoyance. What is it? I hate those sharp pointy things that they use at the dentist’s to scrape your teeth. I hate everything about them. I hate the sound they make, the feeling they give you as they grate against your bicuspids, the sharp jab they give your gums now and then. Surely, after all these advances in science and medicine, there must be something better to use to clean teeth with. Isn’t this why we invented lasers? Come on, dentists! Use some lasers, for crying out loud. I mean, sure–you might say that lasers and dentistry don’t really go together, but wouldn’t you have said the same thing about lasers and eye doctors? Yet look at LASIK. I rest my case.
Bottom line: those pointy things must go. Science, I give you six months to come up with a solution. That’s how long until my next appointment, and it’s pretty generous on my part. If I show up in six months and I’m greeted by pointy things . . . it won’t be pretty, science.
Not pretty at all.