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 druggist -
he insulted me terribly this morning on the phone."
Immediately the husband drove downtown to accost 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, but I'll be damned 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 with no let up, and I finally got back to answer
It was your wife - she wanted to know how to
use a rectal thermometer. Well, Mister, I TOLD HER!"