So, as it was, I had to get a root canal today. And I went to my dentist a few weeks ago, and they couldn’t get it done. Which happens I guess, so I didn’t get to upset. But, when I realized that I’d have to see an endodontist and pay pretty much straight out of pocket, it pissed me off. So, I shopped around, and found one in Drexel Hill that seemed to be good, and also was the cheapest that I could get.
Yep, I spent $746 to have a dude drill into my teeth. It took about 15 minutes. Probably less. Then he goes, “OK, done, we’ll finish up on your next appontment.” I’m thinking, what the fuck dude, it took you 15 minutes to do this first part, why not just finish now and call it a night. But, I don’t argue much. So, I made my appointment and then I got a script for some Percoset. I was thinking, Wow! Percoset, I had no idea. I love pain killers. Who doesn’t? So, I left happy.
In my car I realized, is this SOB gonna charge me another $746 to finish the same tooth? I have no idea. And now I’m scared and worried. I never asked, and I don’t want to ask. He fooled me by leaving me on a good note with the Percoset and I wasn’t even thinking about am I gonna have to pay another $746. Shit. I got duped by the King of the Dupers, and then bribed with some Percoset.
But, let me tell you, if I was a dentist, I’d want to be this guy. Just listens to opera all day and works for 15 minutes at a time. Doesn’t do weekends, and doesn’t have appointments past 3 PM. And makes $746 per 15 minutes, and then dishes out pain killers. What a wonderful life.