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Story for the day (Thursday)

CaptainWacky

I want to smell dark matter
So I'm sitting in the dentist's waiting room waiting to be seen. I don't like the dentist. What if he gases me? What if I die!? I won't even know, so I suppose it won't be too bad. Wait, I don't want to die like that! I want to SEE my death or, ideally, not die at all. But I'm just here for a check-up anway so it's not like he's going to whip out a gas mask by surprise or anything. Stupid thought.

Did that girl look at me on the way in? She's not looking now. She's quite good looking. Would be better if she looked at me and smiled. Come on, look at me. I'll look at her for a bit and see if she looks back. Nope, not looking. Again. Longer this time. Come on, why won't you look? What's wrong with me? Don't men and women look at each other sometimes? Isn't that how relationships start? Looking? Why not me and her? Why not now? Okay, I've probably looked for too long this time. I wonder what I looked like there. I wish I knew what my face looked like at all times. Maybe I should stand in front of a mirror practicing expressions every day. Yeah, I'll start that tomorrow. No good to me now though, is it? What do I look like RIGHT NOW? I need to be able to carry a mirror around with me so that I can look at my own face and see what expression I'm wearing. Yeah, if I did that I'd finally make the right face and a girl would talk to me. Except it would probably be to say "why are you making faces into that mirror you freak?" Bad idea.

Old man in a cap sitting in the corner. Not even reading while he waits. Barely conscious, it looks like. Barely alive. Does he not realise that he could die any moment!? Why even come to the dentist at this point in your life? Who cares! Forget your teeth you old fool. You've had your life. You've had your teeth years. God I hope I don't end up like that sad old bastard.

Here comes the receptionist...not my turn. Middle aged woman I payed no attention to's turn. The old guy just kind of looked at me and smiled? WTF? Don't return it. Ha, that showed him.

I wonder how much longer I'll be waiting. Maybe I should read something.

Nah. I've got more important things to do.

I wish I had a gun.
 
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