A husband came home, looking forward to a relaxing evening, only to find his wife in tears.
She sobbed, “It’s the druggist—he insulted me on the phone this morning!”
Furious, the husband raced to the pharmacy to confront him. Before he could even speak, the druggist raised his hand and said, “Hold on, let me tell you about my day…”
“I woke up late because my alarm didn’t go off. I rushed out the door but locked my keys inside—had to break a window. On the way, I got a speeding ticket, and then had a flat tire! When I finally got to the store, people were waiting, and the phone wouldn’t stop ringing.
I spilled a roll of nickels while making change, cracked my head on the cash register, knocked over perfume bottles, and the phone kept ringing!
When I finally answered it, it was your wife asking how to use a rectal thermometer… And sir, I TOLD her!”
