dentist

I went to the dentist today to have a filling fixed. It broke over Christmas, when I was in New Hampshire, and I've been avoiding that side of my mouth for months.

My dentist is in an office building with other medical offices of all various varieties. My dentist has an unusual Armenian last name, and three other practitioners in the building have it too. A pediatrician, a periodontist, and a neurologist.

I can't help but imagining some elderly Armenians at a lunch buffet somewhere in Glendale reminding their friends.

"Our kids? Dentists and doctors. All four."