Upon arriving home in eager anticipation
of a leisurely evening, the 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 accost 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.

Driving a little too fast, I got a
speeding ticket. Then, 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 its
head off.

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 is
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,
and 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 Mister, I told her!!!"