On Proper Use of Medical Equipment
Upon arriving home, a 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 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 the story.
This morning the alarm failed to go off, so I was late getting
up. I went without breakfast and hurried out to the car, only
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. When I was about
three blocks from the store, I got a flat tire. When I finally
got here, 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 damn 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.
. . . all of them hit the floor and broke."
"Meanwhile, the phone is still ringing with no let up,
and I finally got 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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