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druggist having a bad day

Discussion in 'The Lighter Side' started by lethal tupperwa, Feb 13, 2003.

  1. lethal tupperwa

    lethal tupperwa

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    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!"