Somedays you feel this way,
> >
> >
> > The 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!"
> >