The Snotty Receptionist
Yesterday I had an appointment to see the urologist for a prostate exam. 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 full.
The receptionist 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 with applause!
DON’T MESS WITH OLD GUYS!
