This is what I wrote:
Dentist/Actress
I’m drilling away at my three o’clock and the nurse won’t
shut up. I think how much happier I would be at the end of the day if she would
give it a rest.
“Can you pass the…” and I’ve forgotten the name again.
“Polisher,” calls the voice from behind the curtain.
The voice is always there when I forget my words. It feels
like a safety net.
I’ve lost concentration again…
“Exit through the door, I’ll…” nudges the voice.
“I’ll be back shortly, Mr Brown, I need to get some
equipment,” I say.
I walk out of the surgery and as I head up the corridor, I
spot the curtain twitching in my peripheral vision.
Urggh, I so hate dentists that I haven't been to one in twenty years. This hasn't helped with my path to recovery! :-)
ReplyDeletemarc nash
This is different, I like it :-)
ReplyDeleteI like what you've done with the two very different perspectives. Great stuff.
ReplyDeleteAdam B @revhappiness
Haha, short but sweet... Which reminds me, I'm due for a check-up...
ReplyDeleteI like my dentist to have their mind on the job completely. I shall not be visiting this on in a hurry. The "drilling away" sounds terrifying; I imagine them with an insane leer behind the mask.
ReplyDeleteHa ha, I love this. I could do with one of those voices. "Go to the cooker and stir the pot" etc etc. Brings back happy memories of my trip to the dentist last week (not). I love the odd element to this and you could take it even further I think where someones whole life was prompted from off camera!
ReplyDeleteOooo, breathfreshingly wierd. Like it.
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