Dentists and Mechanics …

walter ... negotiating
Walter … negotiating …

Dentists and Mechanics

Dentists and Mechanics have a lot in common.
They don’t know it, but it’s true.

How so?

Permit me to illustrate:

Illustration 1:
I take my car in for an oil change.
The mechanic says: “While I’m changing the oil let be check your vehicle over.”
I stupidly say “OK.”
When I come back later he hands me a list of “problems” he “found” with the car – totalling over $1000 to fix.

I pay for the oil change and leave. I will not be going back.

True story.

Moral of the story: Find a good backyard mechanic.

Illustration 2:

I have a toothache (that won’t go away by using Advil) So I go to the dentist.
The dentist looks at the tooth … then starts monkeying around in my mouth …
“Hmmmm … mmmmm … *mumble mumble* …*humming* …. uuuhuhhh … nnnnnn … nurse! …. better do some Xrays here.”
“This won’t take a minute”, he says …
Over an hour later I’m still there.
Finally: “Well sir, here is what I see … “ hands me a list of “problems” totalling over 7000 dollars to fix – which will take at least 5 visits – between regular cleanings … of course.

I pay for the toothache and leave.

True story.

Moral of the story? You’re screwed – there are no backyard dentists.

So you book a holiday to Mexico and get the whole sh*tload done over 2 weeks at a 3rd of the cost – and have a nice little holiday as well.

Tequila !!!

Dino and Stumpy … Rio Bravo 

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5 thoughts on “Dentists and Mechanics …”

  1. We are too far from Mexico to make it possible, but we did find a dentist who doesn’t charge the earth and the moon and takes payments. It’s as good as it gets around here. Next we need a VET who has some compassion.

    1. Yes … interesting. My Dad was a Veterinarian. He had a private practice in Mission, BC – until our house burnt down. I was 6. He then decided it would be more secure to work as a Government Vet – and he did get a job with the American Gov’t – we lived in Homewood, Illinois, Malta? not far from Chicago. But eventually he felt it would be a better deal to work for the Canadian Gov’t .. so worked in Large Animals for many years …

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