TV and the Dentist?

So I have a bit of a rant. I went to the dentist for my bi-annual cleaning this week. When I sat down in the chair, I was a bit shocked to be immediately handed a remote and have a television monitor quickly swiveled around in front of my face.

"Find something you like!" bubbled my dental hygenist. Now don't get me wrong, but this is one place that I never really expected to find a TV. I can understand the desire to get one's mind off of the scraping, poking and polishing, but I really don't want my hygenist to do the same. The first thing that I did with my remote was to mute the TV. Even after doing that, I caught her looking over at the TV every few minutes. I couldn't perform my job well with a hypnotic TV mere inches from my head, so why should I expect her to do so. This woman has sharp pointy objects in my mouth, and the last thing that I need is for her to be distracted.

Oy! I'm all for advanced in dental technology, but I'd argue that the Boob Tube should definitely not be one of them.