Teeth

2 0 0

by pink_zebra_13

by pink_zebra_13

Chew, Chatter, Chomp, Chew, Chatter, Chomp.

This is all I can hear while I'm sitting here trying to enjoy myself. People eating and smacking their lips around with the food they're eating. The repeated cycle of chewing and swallowing from them irritates me and it makes me sick just hearing it.

"Allison, are you ok?" Mike asks looking concerned at me

"Yeah I'm fine just not hungry at the moment" I paused looking down at my plate that hasn't been touched much

"Well, if you want we could go somewhere else?" he offers I nodded

"Yes, I would like to" I started getting up while Mike leaves a tip and pays for our meal. As we walked out of the restaurant the air was cold and blowing strong tonight. I pull my sweater around me tighter as we walk along the sidewalk

"So there's this great little place around the corner if you want to go there," he said I shook my head "Um well there's this place--"

"Mike what's something that irritates you the most?" I asked being a psychiatrist I wondered these things a lot

"What irritates me the most?" he restated

"Yes, what is something that like if it happened right now you would be so mad or frustrated about it. That it would drive you to no end if it kept going" I explained my eyes lighting up. He stopped and looked up placing his right hand on his chin with his eyes squinting as if he was trying to see something off in the distance.

"Maybe nails on a chalkboard. I know it sounds basic but I used to hear it all the time. What about you what irritates the famous psychiatrist the most?"

"Teeth"

"Huh?"

"I said teeth, teeth are what irritates me the most. That why I wanted to get out of the restaurant just the sound of them doing anything makes me want to pull my hair out and scream" I explained looking down as I walked

"That's" he paused, "Unusual"

"Yeah I know but I can't help it. It's not like I have Hyperacusis which causes me to be more sensitive to certain frequencies and the sound of teeth doesn't help with that" I said

"Why teeth? Why is that what irritates you?" he questioned

"I don't know really, it just does. I guess I had a bad experience with them" the atmosphere around us started getting thicker as we walked "I should be heading on back, I have an appointment in the morning early. I'll talk to you later ok" I yelled back as I jogged away from him

"Oh sure, talk to you later," he said

'It seems he's not a good one either. Why is it so hard to find someone who isn't so shocked about this?'