Upon arriving home in eager
anticipation of a leisurely evening, the husband was met
at the door by his sobbing wife.
Tearfully she explained,
"It's the pharmacist - he insulted me terribly this
morning on the phone."
Immediately, the husband
drove downtown to accuse the pharmacist and demand an
apology.
Before he could say more
than a word or two, the pharmacist told him, "Now, just
a minute - listen to my side of it.
This morning the alarm
failed to go off, so I was late getting up.
I went without breakfast
and hurried out to the car, but I'll be danged if I
didn't lock the house with both house and car keys
inside.
I had to break a window to
get my keys. Driving a little too fast, I got a speeding
ticket.
Then, about three blocks from the store I had a
flat tire.
When I finally got to the
store, there was a bunch of people waiting for me to
open up.
I got the store opened and
started waiting on these people, and all the time the
darn phone was ringing its head off.
Then I had to break a roll
of nickels against the cash register drawer to make
change, and they spilled all over the floor.
I got down on my hands and
knees to pick up the nickels - the phone is still ringing
- when I came up I cracked my head on the open cash
drawer, which made me stagger back against a showcase
with a bunch of perfume bottles on it, and half of them
hit the floor and broke.
The phone is still ringing
and it won't let up, I finally got back to answer it."
The pharmacist continues,
"It was your wife - she wanted to know how to use a
rectal thermometer. Well, Mister, I TOLD HER!!!"
