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. I had to call multiple times before he would even answer 
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'd locked the house with both house and car 
keys inside and 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 a bunch of people 
were waiting for me to open up. I got the store opened and started waiting on 
these people, all the time the 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 had to get down on my hands and 
knees to pick up the nickels 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 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."