Archive for September 18th, 2007
Ticked Tuesday: Dear Dentist
I’m sorry for…doing whatever it is that I did that pissed you off. I’m not really sure what I did that upset you, but I’m sure it must have been horrible for you since you’ve been treating me like crap the moment I met you.
The first time I met you I was on my back with a rubber glove in my mouth, so I think it’s a fair assumption that you can’t be upset that I was unable to greet you and shake your hand. You addressed me by my last name, without even a title, which was kind of rude. I can understand having to be professional, but a ‘Mr.’ was the least you could do given that I’m paying you almost $100 for the 5 minutes that you’re actually in the room.
Aside from the first impression that you gave me, I tried to be as nice as possible since I was hoping you’d help me out with my tooth problem. I was even going so far as hoping that after you looked inside my mouth and saw your new convertible in there that you’d be a little more friendly. It was a shame though you were still an asshole.
Oh well, I guess you can’t be nice to everybody who is going to be paying you almost a grand huh? What kind of world would we live in if we showed people some respect and treated them like people. Maybe in your mixed up world if I had an affair with your wife you’d give me a little more respect. Or maybe, just maybe, we weren’t meant to be friends and that makes my heart sad. But gives my middle finger an erection.
Hope you don’t reproduce,
Jeff
