Monday, May 8, 2017

THE receptionist


 

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Snotty Receptionist

 

Yesterday I had an appointment to see the urologist for a prostate 

exam. Of course I was a bit on edge because all my friends have 

either gone under the knife or had those pellets implanted.

 

The waiting room was filled with patients.

 

As I approached the receptionist's desk, I noticed that she was a 

large unfriendly woman who looked like a Sumo wrestler.

 

I gave her my name, and in a very loud voice, she said,

"YES, I HAVE YOUR NAME HERE. YOU WANT TO SEE THE 

DOCTOR ABOUT IMPOTENCE, RIGHT?

 

All the patients in the waiting room snapped their heads 

around to look at me, a now very embarrassed man. But 

as usual, I recovered quickly, and in an equally loud voice replied,

 

"NO, I'VE COME TO INQUIRE ABOUT A SEX CHANGE OPERATION, 

BUT I DON'T WANT THE SAME DOCTOR THAT DID YOURS."

 

The room erupted in applause!

 

DON'T MESS WITH OLD RETIRED GUYS

 


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