Here’s me at the dentist yesterday. “Jesus, Jesus, Jesus!” Them: “You are forgiven.” Me: “What do you mean? Don’t do this to me. Don’t make me laugh.” Them: “Try to relax.” Me: “How can I relax? Ow! Ow! Ow!” Them: “Think about something else.” Me: “What else can I think about? (Sound of buzzing going on. Sensitive teeth very sensitive right now.)” Them: “It will be over soon.” Me: “How soon? It just started.”
The conversation went on in this vein for about half an hour. It was a cleaning. I don’t like going to the dentist.