Arriving home, a husband was met by his sobbing wife and she tearfully explained, “The pharmacist insulted me this morning on the phone. I had to call multiple times before he would even answer the phone.”

The husband drove down to confront the pharmacist to demand an apology. Before he could say more than a word or two, the pharmacist said “Now, just a minute… hear my side of it.”

“This morning the alarm failed to go off, so I was late.

Without breakfast I hurried out to the car, to realize I’d locked the house with 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. About three streets 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 started waiting on these people, All the time the damn phone never stopped ringing.

Then I had to break open a roll of coins against the cash register drawer to give change, and they spilled all over the floor.

I had to get down on my hands and knees to pick up the money 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 bottles of expensive perfumes on it. Half of them hit the floor and broke.

Meanwhile, the phone is still ringing with no let up, and I finally got to answer it. It was your wife. She wanted to know how to use a rectal thermometer.

And believe me, Sir, as God is my witness, all I did was tell her!! “

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