pipemaker
Broken Pipe
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There is nothing worse than a doctor's receptionist who insists you tell her what is wrong in a room full of other patients.
When I saw my doctor the other day, the room was full of patients and as I approached the desk, the receptionist said, "Yes sir, what are you seeing the doctor for today?"
"There's something wrong with my dick," I replied.
The receptionist became irritated and said, "You shouldn't come into a crowded office and say things like that."
"Why not? You asked me what was wrong and I told you," I said.
The receptionist replied, "You've obviously caused some embarrassment in this roomful of people. You should have said there is something wrong with your ear or something and then discussed the problem further with the doctor in private."
I replied, "You shouldn't ask people things in a room full of others, if the answer could embarrass anyone."
I walked out, waited several minutes and then returned.
The receptionist smiled smugly and asked, "Yes?"
"There's something wrong with my ear," I stated.
The receptionist nodded approvingly and smiled, knowing I had taken her advice. "And what is wrong with your ear, sir?"
"I can't piss out of it," I replied as the room erupted in laughter.
Mike
When I saw my doctor the other day, the room was full of patients and as I approached the desk, the receptionist said, "Yes sir, what are you seeing the doctor for today?"
"There's something wrong with my dick," I replied.
The receptionist became irritated and said, "You shouldn't come into a crowded office and say things like that."
"Why not? You asked me what was wrong and I told you," I said.
The receptionist replied, "You've obviously caused some embarrassment in this roomful of people. You should have said there is something wrong with your ear or something and then discussed the problem further with the doctor in private."
I replied, "You shouldn't ask people things in a room full of others, if the answer could embarrass anyone."
I walked out, waited several minutes and then returned.
The receptionist smiled smugly and asked, "Yes?"
"There's something wrong with my ear," I stated.
The receptionist nodded approvingly and smiled, knowing I had taken her advice. "And what is wrong with your ear, sir?"
"I can't piss out of it," I replied as the room erupted in laughter.
Mike