Syncronicity

Yesterday I had an appointment at the dentists. Not a source of great joy as I needed three fillings and I knew that meant at least a couple of jabs that would have me upper lip dead to the world for a couple of hours.
And so verily it did did come to pass that I got jabbed by my dentist three bloody times. As I went back into the waiting room to wait for the jabs to do their work, a lady was coming out of the other surgery, having obviously just been jabbed as well.
We got talking and rather freakily, it turned out she did the same job that I do, just at a different University.

I pondered on the odds of that happening through the subsequent twenty or so minutes of dental work that followed, it took my mind off the fact that my dentist sounds remarkably like doctor Nick Riviera from the Simpsons...

On leaving the dentist, I went to the local game shop to get my friend his belated birthday present. I'm pretty sure that the woman behind the counter thought I'd had a stroke, until I managed to slobber the word "dentisht", at which point her face lit up with relief.
When I got back to work, I realised that my mouth was plastered with blood. I must have scared the daylights out of her ^_^