One of these is not like the others.

I’m not sure how much worse my teeth would have to look before I Did Something About It. They’re pretty scary. They were already dreadful when people started whitening their teeth, and that made it all worse by comparison. Until then, tooth beigeness hadn’t even registered as a fault in my mind. These days, people don’t know what to make of you if you can’t use your own smile as a flashlight, in a pinch.

But I’m feeling a lot better about it all, now that I’ve read that everyone has the same teeth, and it’s kind of creepy (according to the Washington Post). Apparently everyone in Hollywood and a large swath of everyone else, even the ones with fantastic smiles, have discovered their teeth are unacceptable. Whitening alone won’t cut it: you can get them to hold their own against a line of cocaine but that is no longer good enough. There’s a new standard. Fortunately, you can achieve it with a bunch of money. Somewhere between $50,000 and $100,000 should do the trick.

The problem is that all the smiles look exactly alike, and it’s skeeving people out. My teeth are old-school creepy. Not Stepford-Wives creepy.

So, just as my lack of tattoos sets me apart, so too does my obviously unimproved toothage. Clearly I’m not trying to pull anything over on anybody. My mouth is a mob scene, but it has authenticity.

Most people have straightened their pearlies or they had a pretty good set to begin with. Not me. If teeth are supposed to be lined up like soldiers at attention, mine are more like a bunch of postal workers who just found out there are donuts in the break room.

They’re in full stampede.

Sure, there are issues beyond the aesthetic. The last time the dentist put that piece of plastic in my mouth and had me bite down to see where my teeth actually met up—it should show a nice arc—there were two tiny dots corresponding to points on my back molars. And I can’t just bite down, either. I have to physically move my cheeks out of the way. Basically, I can chew with my rear left molars, and then move my whole lower jaw to get my right molars in the game. Never all of them at once. Also? I can stick my tongue all the way out of my mouth through clenched teeth.

My central incisors have been in a race for the exit for decades now, but the left one has pulled ahead decidedly. It is now reclining on my lower lip like it’s waiting for my chin hairs to throw rose petals.

So if I want to masticate something, I can nip at it a little with the front teeth, and then I send it to the left side for a little discipline. Then it’s down the hatch, too early by Dave’s standards. Dave chews applesauce. You’re supposed to do a lot of initial digestion in the mouth. I do not. I just get everything small enough that it won’t get stuck. My digestive tract does not mind. My digestive tract gets a lot more exercise than other people’s and as a consequence it is not bored and it produces proper excrement with enthusiasm.

But not only do people, famous and otherwise, “fix” their smiles even when they’re already perfect, but there is a specific ideal look, and now everyone important has it. Your teeth should look like dentures you’d never find if they dropped in the snow. Your front teeth are naturally supposed to be a little larger than your lateral incisors: but that won’t do. They must be identically large. Your gum line needs work, probably, just a little carving away with a scalpel. You should have porcelain veneers cemented onto your teeth. They’ll have to shave off some of your enamel first, which won’t grow back, and yes, that’s there to protect your tooth’s root, but odds are good your teeth won’t rot out, at least not all of them, at least not right away. And yeah, you’ll need to replace the veneers every fifteen years or so, after a little more enamel is pared off. You know, your roots are probably going to be fine. Don’t worry about your roots.

So I’m feeling better about this whole situation. It’s not great that I’m a little embarrassed by my teeth. But think of how much worse it would be if I had great teeth and was still embarrassed.