[McCoy]

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 damned 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. And Mister, I TOLD HER!"