One of those days

[KBs PensNmore]

Upon arriving home, a husband was met at the door by his sobbing wife. Tearfully she explained, “It’s the Pharmacist. He insulted me terribly this morning on the telephone.” Immediately the husband drove downtown to confront the druggist and demanded an apology.

Before he could say a word or two, the druggist told him, “Now listen to my side of the story. This morning the alarm failed to go off, so I was late getting up. I went without breakfast and hurried out to the car, only to realize that I had locked the car and house keys inside. I had to break a window to get my keys. Then driving a little too fast, I got a speeding ticket. When I was about three blocks from the store, I got a flat tyre. When I finally got here, there was a crowd of people waiting for me to open up. I got the store open and started serving those people, and all the time, the damn phone was ringing.”

He continued, “Then I had to break a roll of five cent coins against the cash register to make change and they spilled all over the floor. I got down on my hands and knees to pick up the coins. 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 rows of perfume bottles on it. All 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 Mister, as God is my witness, all I did was tell her!”

[Chesand]

As a retired pharmacist, I can relate to that.
Reminds me of the story that has been around for a while about the customer who asked about using suppositories.
The pharmacist, being very polite, answered that one suppository should be placed in the back passage each night. A week later, the customer returned and when asked how he was replied "For all the good those suppositories did, I might as well have shoved them up my a#%e"

[rrich]

About the time I graduated from High School, (1960) my local pharmacist showed me that joke. It is truly an oldie but goodie. There was only a single word changed. (We call them nickels.)

[joe greiner]

About the time I graduated from High School, (1960) my local pharmacist showed me that joke. It is truly an oldie but goodie. There was only a single word changed. (We call them nickels.)

"Nickels" is a funny name for a suppository.