I suppose the same could be said of retirement parties, but when you go to the dentist you definitely have to work at it being fun.
You know how you don't really feel free to get out of the dentist's chair once you're in it? Don't feel that way! Because what are they going to do, arrest you? To take these pics I got up, my mouth full of some plastick-y stuff, and went to where the camera was hanging on a hook. I needed a picture of the amazing cascading red leaves outside the window.
So the visit to the dentist was a bit painful although somewhat exciting and educational, whereas the retirement party resulted in a nice red geranium and a marble paper weight in the shape of an apple, and very little pain. I dunno. If I had my druthers I would skip them both.