nothing to see here mr. dentist

Have I ever told you that I feel like I always end up in awkward situations? Well, I do.

Today's awkward moment happened at the dentist.

Here it goes . . .

The nice assistant lady took me to my chair, put the little bib thing around my neck and put some numbing gel stuff on my gums.

After a few minutes, the dentist came in, laid my chair way back and gave me that dreaded shot (but oh so important shot) in my gums.

"I'll let you numb up a bit and I'll be back in about 10 minutes," he said.

The lady who works at the front desk was there to see if I needed a magazine while I waited.

"No, I'm fine," I said.

"Do you want me to sit your chair back up?"

I didn't really want to be laying down for 10 minutes, so I said "sure."

As she was working the buttons to sit me up, the phone up front rang, so she quickly pushed some buttons and took off.

My chair sat up but then it kept on raising up higher and higher and higher towards the ceiling. It wasn't stopping.

I had to move the big light thing out of the way in order to avoid slamming my head into it.

The chair finally stopped.

There I was, alone in the room, sitting in the chair at its highest possible level. I felt like I was closer to the ceiling than I was to the ground.

It was awkward.

I didn't know what to do. I didn't want the dentist to come in and wonder what the heck was going on.

How would I explain this?

"ummm, the lady tried to sit my chair up but then she left and then my chair just kept going up and up and ummm...so yeah...that's what happened." I didn't want to have to explain all that just for him to laugh at me.

I looked around to make sure no one was near.

I leaned over and peaked at the buttons that controlled the chair.

Looked easy enough.

I looked behind me one more time and then reached out and pushed the down arrow button.

My chair dropped down about an inch.

So I checked behind me and pushed it again. (how embarrassing it would have been for someone to walk in on me while I'm playing with the buttons...especially seeing how high my chair was. They for sure wouldn't have believed me that it was the front desk lady's fault.)

This next time I pushed the button down for a good while as my chair ever-so-slowly lowered back down to the ground.

I was finally back to a reasonable level before the dentist walked in.

It's as if nothing ever happened. ...except that I kept thinking about it during my appointment and had to fight back the laughter...which isn't really a bad thing when you're in the dentist chair.


Now, if there was anything else I could have changed about my experience today, it would have been for my dentist to have a better handshake. I can't stand a limp handshake. There is just something weird about someone placing their hand in yours and then not doing anything with it...no grip, no shake...nothing. Their hand just sits there like jelly. Big no no in my mind.