|Dentist on the Job (Photo credit: Wikipedia)|
Two big horror shows on TV this week.
Skipping quickly over the nightmare gamebetween the Leafs and the Bruins yesterday,
Sunday's final episode of "Survivor"was right up there with the "Exorcist" in
Holy ker-schmoley, when Dawn took herteeth out I thought I wouldn't sleep for a
But it did get me thinking about my ownchoppers.
When I was a kid my dentist's namewas Doctor Coffin and he lived in a
He used to keep my whole family
he and his wife found their goodsilverware spread out neatly across
their attic floor every morning.
I have no idea why he went to his atticevery morning or even why we all piled
in the car and visited him.
We didn't have good silverware noreven an attic where any self-respecting
ghost would want to hang out.
He must have been a better conversationalistthan he was dentist.
My next dentist was "Painless Pearson".
Incompetent, but painless.
"Oops!" he said one day during a root canal.
My blood pressure went up when I sawhis assistant's eyes widened in alarm.
"But look - I've patched it up!" he saidwaving a hand mirror in front of my face.
the hollow tooth standing bare naked in
the middle of the rubber dam in mymouth.
It hurt my wallet.
And I didn't get any free mint flavouredwaxed dental floss either!
What a nightmare!
Maybe I should have written about the Leafs after all ...