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Dentists and Proctologists, the Dramady

Remember way back on Friday? My last post? If not, check it out, it’s pretty brainy stuff.

I mentioned the idea of a TV show. Now, feast your eyes on this potential award-winning, gripping dialogue.

Dentist (smarmy): Hey, can I ass you a question?
Proctologist (pained): Oh God, yes, I guess.
Dentist: What made you want to become a proctologist? Did you have a dog, and you thought, ‘wow, this dog is great – I want to be just like him!’ You know … shoving your nose in –
Proctologist (bored): I get the joke. Thanks for FILLING me in unnecessarily.
Dentist: Oh ha. Oh ha. Ha.
Proctologist: I guess if you had your way a hygienist would hear all my bad jokes, and you’d come in for 30 seconds and say, “yeah, ok, jokes were told, looks good.”
Dentist: Really? A ‘your hygienist does all the work’ joke? But wait … I guess you’re into shitty jokes.
Proctologist: Hey what’s the difference between a proctologist and a dentist?
Dentist: All right, I’ll bite … what?
Proctologist: Proctologists are straight A students … Dentists are average C students … so that’s why you do Canals and I do –
Dentist: Wow.
Proctologist: I just came up with that!
Dentist: I can tell.
Proctologist: All right. Good lunch. See you next week, Ted!
Dentist: All right, Larry. Say hi to the wife and kids!

 

Didn’t see THAT coming, HUH!? They’re friends, but also enemies. They can’t help respect how clever the other one is in all of their banter. You’d learn more about the back-story of how this came to be on the show, I can’t give EVERYTHING away!

Also, yes, that last joke is a bit much and I was really reaching but … it’s a Monday. What good is a Monday without a joke that makes you feel a little pained?

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Dear Dentists (and Proctologists)

Today I went to the dentist (it was a successful visit). She was wearing a shirt that said, “I’d rather be a dentist than a proctologist.” I thought that was pretty clever.

And yet, dentistry has a high rate of suicide. How can that be? If you can’t handle the tooth, don’t read on.

No I’m just kidding, I have no insights – I just wanted to make that joke. Really, I’m wondering why proctology and dentistry aren’t swapped as far as suicide. Sure, halitosis is bad, but even if someone’s breath smells like ass that is LITERALLY what proctologists are dealing with.

Do proctologists have scented surgical masks? If so, why don’t they share the technological insight with dentists? Is there a secret dentist-proctologist battle going on? If so, can I please be a writer for a TV show about it?

Furthermore, I think it’s socially acceptable for smart people to talk to themselves while working. Think about it. If you’re watching a movie about some genius hacker, and while working by him or herself the person makes little jokes, “oh you’re downgrading the mainframe? Clever, but not clever enough!” no one thinks, “well, that’s a sign of insanity.” No! They think, “dang he must really be smart if he’s kinda nuts.”

When my dentist is looking at my teeth she says things out loud that are nominally for my benefit but since I have no idea what she’s seeing (or how she comes to the conclusions she’s come to) she’s really just talking to herself. “Oh, look at that … Ok, great … Hmm, slight crack.” Then, to the hygienist, “make a note to look at K9.”

Which brings me to my punchline. If other smart people are allowed to talk to themselves while at work, why not proctologists? Can you imagine a more stress-reducing thing than to have some patient you hate, in front of you in the most humiliating way, and then to say outloud, “ok, ass hole …”

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Dad Jokes for Different Occupations

This morning Rainbow Speak and I (along with many others) volunteered for Habitat for Humanity. He and I ended up on the roof (sort of roof, it wasn’t complete) hammering … something. I forget what. From 8 to noon though we hammered away at whatever it was. Occasionally he’d say, nails in mouth, “this is a real nail-biter up here.” Terrible dad-joke. Which led me to this post. I apologize everyone, blame Rainbow Speak.

 

Carpenter (after being asked how was your day?): It was another nail-biter!

Pilot (after telling one joke while approaching the runway): I guess you could say we’re coming in a little funny.

Dentist (in fake sad voice): Bad news … it turns out I can’t handle the tooth.

Army (specifally if you’re named Joseph): GI Joe? When will they get my letters!? It’s JoSEPH. GI JoSEPH.

Rocket Scientist: Another tough day of work … Sometimes problems can be so difficult, but I just have to remind myself, “well it’s not rocket science, you can do this,” …….. oh wait …

Archaeologist: What tragedy is this I see! We get here and the place is already in ruins!?

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