Dentist

Very uninspiring afternoon spent at dentist's office to have two cavities filled. Dentist professional and kind, but even after being corrected, persists in calling me Fred. i.e. We're just going to put this tongue guard in here, Fred. Attempt to writhe away from insertion of sharp metal disk which slices into soft flesh under tongue. Dentist asks, Is that pinching, Fred? Feel that Pinching is an interesting choice of gerund. If tongue and jaw not numb, and guard not in mouth, would suggest "cutting" as more accurate. For rest of procedure, veer between wanting to have hysterical giggles (physically impossible and thus all the more attractive) and intense fear that am choking on certainly toxic mixture of dentistry solvents and saliva. When get back to office, Libby has large stack of secretary applications for me to go through and says that Today our lesson is on the phone system. Jaw and tongue still not all that they should be, so slur and drool explanation that today not best day to have to have to speak out loud. Fritz, you are so funny, Libby says, and laughs mirthlessly. Can tell that she thinks I am being difficult.