I have a lifelong friend (well from 5th grade anyway) (BTW this is God's truth story). He's retired now but he was a dentist/orthodontist. We were having an adult beverage one night and he complained to me how his fingers got all pruny and wrinkled from being in small damp spaces usually covered in gloves and peering into a poorly lit opening.
I kicked back took a sip on my Jack on the rocks and said "Would you rather have been a proctologist?" Then he thought and said he was sure glad he's a dentist