i hate these people

i press the buzzer, there is no response. annoyed i press it again, the door opens with a click and i step into the reception area. i sat on the sofa, waiting for my turn, aimlessly flipping through a magazine, looking but not seeing. my mind is on something else, the purpose of my visit...

i hear my name called, i step through the threshold. i see the reclined chair, i see the equipment, i see the lady standing in the corner and the smell of something being recently disinfected pervades my senses. then i see the man, hiding behind the mask...i start sweating, i start getting claustrophobic...

gosh, i hate dentists!