Stealing a little of Wabbits thunder -
My Side Of The Story
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.
"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 locked the house with both house and car keys inside. I
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 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 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 got down on my hands and knees to pick up the nickels;
the phone was still ringing nonstop.
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 expensive 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!"
So, no goldfish.
Liquid gets used up quite a bit faster, so I know it made some kind of difference.
