> > Subject: A Bad Day at the Drug Store !
> > >
> > > 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. I had to
> > > call multiple times before he would even answer
> 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 had locked the house with both house and car
> keys inside
> > > and 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 a bunch of people
> were 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.
> > >
> > > "Then I had to break a roll of nickels against
> the cash
> > > register drawer to make change, and they spilled
> allover the
> > > floor. I had to get down on my hands and knees
> to pick up the
> > > nickels and 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."