Not so long ago, my brother’s truck had a handful of fluid leaks, sometimes it wouldn’t start up, and one of the speakers wouldn’t work unless you punched the dashboard pretty hard and even then you’d only get stereo sound for a few minutes before it cut out again.
One day I asked him why he did not take the truck to a mechanic, and he replied
One day I asked him why he did not take the truck to a mechanic, and he replied
“What good would that do? I’d pay someone to tell me that a long list of things were wrong, and that they could fix it if I had more money than I have.”
I laughed and mentioned that I had used the same rationale to avoid doctors, dentists, and therapists for the last five years.
Though I am not qualified to make this judgement, I think one of my wisdom teeth is dying. It does not feel the way that it once did and when I look (carefully in mirrors while pulling my cheek out of the way) it appears quite different from every other tooth in my skull. I suppose I will ignore the goddamn thing until the pain becomes unbearable—then I’ll pull it out with a pair of needlenose pliers.
I laughed and mentioned that I had used the same rationale to avoid doctors, dentists, and therapists for the last five years.
Though I am not qualified to make this judgement, I think one of my wisdom teeth is dying. It does not feel the way that it once did and when I look (carefully in mirrors while pulling my cheek out of the way) it appears quite different from every other tooth in my skull. I suppose I will ignore the goddamn thing until the pain becomes unbearable—then I’ll pull it out with a pair of needlenose pliers.
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