SPAGHETTI MONSTER

Side Story: Spaghetti Monster

As I was waking up ithought, ah what a wonderful morning. It was such a beautiful day, the sun was shining, the sjy was a clear blue, and some clouds were scattered across the skies. I could hear the morning nirds chirping and the morning breeze drifted through my open window. What a wonder ful day, I was thinking whne I realised it was that day. The day of the destruction of man, the day the devils runs me over, the day I am cursed. Yes today was Thursday. It was band. I groaned out loud, as though I controlled the weather, when I looked out side al I could see was gloomy skies, cloudy weather, and waht looked to be approaching rain clouds. All because of band.

So I dragged my self to get ready for school. Those kids, I thought, they always find a way to get on my nerves, penguins, flying books, prolonged abseneces. And one of my best students are absent. She the only one who keeps me sane. I sghed again and headed to the bathroom.

I got out of the bathroom all clean and washed. My hair smelled nice, and I had used my favourite soap, but nothing could cheer me up. All I could think about was what was waiting for me at school. I got dressed. Today I wore a pair of black dress pants, like usual, and a green stripy shirt, vertical stripes of course, horizontal stripes make me look fat. I grabbed a coat and headed downstairs to get some breakfast.

My wife was waiting for me downstairs which was most likely going to be best part of my day. She had made ham and chiken omlet, she had squirted a heart onto my omlet like I always like and a mug of coffee was steaming hot beside my plate. I went over and lightly kissed her and then sat down to eat.

As I was eating I bit something and heard a crunch. I spit out was was in my mouth onto a napkin. Red bood and a tooth among half chewed and mushed up egg. I then felt the pain in my mouth.

“mmmy fooff fuf fel ouw,” I said though I sounded like an idiot. What I was trying to say was that my tooth just fell out. My wife looked at me funny then saw the blood and ran upstairs. She was no help, hs ehas a weak stomach so I guess she could not handle the sight.

My mouth was relaly in pain now. I went over to the sink and filled a glass with cold water. I started to rinse my mouth. All the water turned redish. So much blood from just one tooth. I figured I should just go to the dentist and get it checked out. It dawned on me that I would get to put off on seeing those brats.

I got ht ephone and calledmy dentist. The response I go tfrom the secretary shocked me. My dentist was on vacation and all appointments for him were scheduled to another dentist. I sighed for the fourth time today and just agreed to have the other dentist see me. I was told ot come in at 9, so I had a bit of time to spare befor ei had to go. Now that my tooth had just came out I could not eat my omlet amymore, but looking at my omlet made me wonder jus what had casued my tooth to fall out. I broke open my omelette and found some hard grey things. What were they I had no clue, and I did not really want to find out so I left it as that. When the dentist would ask how it happened ill just say that I tripped on the stairs.

I went over to get my caot and as I picked it up I heard a rip. I

I went and got my caot from the chair I had placed it on and headed out the door. I yelled ot my wife I was leaving and she yelled back have a nice day. I wonder when she would go back downstairs because I left quite a bit of blood in the sink. I ha dalso stuffed some tissues in my mouth to help stop the bleeding. It was not working very well. The tissues were getting soaked up just as it would it you ran water over it. So much blood loss, will I even live. Was what I was thinking as I changed the tissues again.

I drove over to the dentist office and walked in. I then remembered that I had to call in late. I reached down to my coat pocket and found no phone. Where is my cell. I reached my hand farther into my pocket and my hand went straight through. A HOLE!!! I groaned and sat in a plop on the nearest chair. First my tooth then my phone, and I still had band to put up with.

As I was sitting in despair the secretary called my over.

“Mr. Clastivolviotoni,” the secretary tired to say but messed up like everyone does. “right this way, Dr, Hedwick will see you shortly.

I followed her to a small room downa hallway and to the right of the desk. Room 112. I sat on the dentist chair and looked around. The window still showed no signs of happieness or tranquility. What a sucky day.

I was dwelling on the fact that my life sucked when dr. Hedwick walked in. It was a lady. My dentist had always been a man so having a lady for a dentist was a surprise.

Dr. Hedwick was a newer recruit to the office. Still some what young but had a glint of curiousness in her eyes. She wanted to learn and I could tell, teacher’s sense you could say. But something in her eyes also mad eme fear her. maybe she wanted to learn a bit too badly. Her voice was calm and soothing but those eyes. They could pierce right through you if you weren’t careful. She asked me what I need to be fixed an told her the whoel story I had made up in the ride here. I said I was rushing to get ot work then tripped and fell on the stairs and hit my jaw on the railing and my tooth fell out. She noted what I said and told me to open my mouth. With a slight bit of hesitating I did. She examined my mouth and picked up a drill. I panicked and closed my mouth. She chuckled and told me I was acting like a kid and ordered me to open my mouth again. With more hesitation this time I eventually did.

I had a really bad feeling about this. As she brought the drill closer to my mouth I cringed.