Tuesday, July 20, 2004
As the little scrapper works on at the plaque, the mind has a lot of time to wander. Top of the list for pondering is this: what makes someone decide that they want to clean people's teeth for a living? Somehow it seems as if it must be an extemely tedious job. Scrape, scrape, swish, rinse. Over and over and over. No chance for conversation. Close up and personal with mustaches that need plucking, zits that need popping, fuzzy adolescent teeth. Over and over and over. Guess this one needs more pondering because the answer is not very clear.
Posted by reJoyce at 17:49