Arriving home, a husband was met by his sobbing wife. Tearfully she explained,
“The Chemist. He insulted me this morning on the phone.
I had to call many times before he would even answer .”
The husband drove down to confront the Chemist to demand an apology.
Before he could say more than a word or two, the Chemist said "Now, just a minute
mate, 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 realise I’d locked the house with house and car keys inside. I
had to break a window to get them.
Driving a little too fast, I got a speeding ticket.
About three streets from the shop, I got a flat tyre.
When I finally got to the store a bunch of people were waiting for me to open up.
I started serving these people,
all the time the damn phone never stopped ringing.
Then I had to break open a bag of pound 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 pound coins 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, mate, as God is my witness, all I did was tell her".