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Odds ‘R’ Me

April 9, 2014 by Pamela

What are the chances you would ever see your dentist brushing his own teeth?  One in five thousand?  62,089 to 1?  .00037 per cent?  If you guessed even “extremely remote”, you would be right. But, like the chances of being born on Leap Day (one in 1,461), it happened to me.

I was at the office for a mid-morning dental hygiene appointment, making my way down the hall, when out walks Dr. Cutie (not his real name) in his long white lab coat, actively – vigorously! – brushing his teeth!

Dr. CutieI froze in my tracks and stared. He stopped, too, looked at me, and continued to push the toothbrush so deeply inside his mouth, it kept poking out his cheek. Why, you’d think I had just seen a ghost. Or Jimmy Hoffa. Or John Stamos eating Greek yogurt. But it was just my handsome young dentist, working his Hidden 32.

“Oh my God!  You’re brushing your teeth!” I exclaimed loudly with the certainty and confidence of only the deeply astute. He stared back, smiled, and responded with an equally insightful, “Mmm hmm”.

I don’t know why, but I couldn’t get thoughts about this unexpected sighting out of my head. It seemed so incredibly bizarre. Really, what are the chances?!  At my first opportunity (reads: immediately following my appointment, in the car, on my smart phone), I started searching for the answer. In no time, I became that Tuesday’s “Savant of The Odds”.

Do you know that the chances of having triplets or “higher-order multiples” are 1 in 726?  Or that the likelihood of playing in the NBA is slightly better than one in a million 

final roulette(approximately 0.03 percent)?  Of course, I found those popular odds that dominate The Web’s search engines. Like the chances of being struck by lightning. (In the U.S., in any one year, it’s 1 in 700,000.)  And the odds of bowling a Perfect 300 Game:  11,500 to 1.

It wasn’t for lack of trying, but I never did find the answer to the question about catching my dentist in the act. But I must say, I am feeling better about playing so much PowerBall.

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