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Subject: Druggist
Upon arriving home, a husband was met at the door by his sobbing wife.
Tearfully, she explained, "It's the druggist. He insulted me terribly
this morning on the phone."
Immediately the husband drove downtown to confront the druggist and
demand an apology.
Before he could say more than a word or two, the druggist 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, just to realize that I locked the house with both
house and car keys inside. I had to break a window to get my keys. Then,
driving a little too fast, I got a speeding ticket. Later, when I was
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
off the hook."
He continued, "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 was 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 half of them hit the floor and broke. Meanwhile, the phone is still
ringing with no let up, and I finally got back to answer it. It was your
wife. She wanted to know how to use a rectal thermometer."
" And believe me Mister, as God is my witness, all I did was tell
her!"
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