Original Blog Entry: Druggist"s Bad DAY

ochoop17 — Mon, 15 Mar 2010 13:35:12 GMT

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, but I'll be

snip ed if I didn't lock 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.

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. Well, Mister, I TOLD HER!

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