A middle-aged couple walks into a premium dental clinic in Munich.
The husband marches straight to the front desk and speaks to the dentist with absolute, German pragmatic efficiency:
“Doctor, we are on a very tight schedule. I want a wisdom tooth extracted immediately. No local anesthesia, no complex pain management, no wasted time. Just take the forceps, yank it out in one swift motion, so we can catch our 5:00 PM train.”
“Doctor, we are on a very tight schedule. I want a wisdom tooth extracted immediately. No local anesthesia, no complex pain management, no wasted time. Just take the forceps, yank it out in one swift motion, so we can catch our 5:00 PM train.”
The dentist is utterly stunned, looking at the husband with a mixture of admiration and horror:
“Mein Gott! You are a man of absolute steel, the most stoic German I have ever encountered in my twenty years of practice! I have never seen such a brutal tolerance for physical pain. Very well, which side is the tooth on?”
“Mein Gott! You are a man of absolute steel, the most stoic German I have ever encountered in my twenty years of practice! I have never seen such a brutal tolerance for physical pain. Very well, which side is the tooth on?”
The husband immediately takes a step back, points at his wife standing behind him with her arms crossed, and says:
“Oh, it’s not for me, Doctor. My wife is the one with the toothache. Go right ahead, and please let me watch from here. I want to see if the experience of watching her remain ‘absolutely silent’ for ten full minutes is as mentally therapeutic as the blokes at the golf club claim it to be!”
“Oh, it’s not for me, Doctor. My wife is the one with the toothache. Go right ahead, and please let me watch from here. I want to see if the experience of watching her remain ‘absolutely silent’ for ten full minutes is as mentally therapeutic as the blokes at the golf club claim it to be!”
