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Nothing like going to the dentist to be reminded how OLD you are. He used the term "middle–aged" not three, but FOUR times!
"Well, when you reach middle-age, erosion like this happens."
"Middle-Aged people like yourself sometimes have this problem."
"Hmmm, for being middle-aged, your teeth are remarkable."
I need my front teeth bonded because I've been grinding them down... "once you hit middle-age, it'll all be downhill, and only get worse." His comments were somewhat muffled by the sound of "Santa Claus is Comin' to Town" playing through the muzak system. As I reclined and he picked away at my teeth, I wondered... am I too middle-aged for Christmas? Wait a minute... is he reminding me I'm middle–aged to freak me out and sell me something? Maybe Santa Claus, could put some younger non-middle-aged teeth in my stocking.
The reason I'm looking middle-aged is because I haven't been sleeping well and am STILL recovering from the cold from hell... the cold of two and a half weeks going on three... the cold that sets in when you hit MIDDLE AGE.
Posted by vincent at December 8, 2004 09:10 PM