Before I got married I would sit at a red traffic light for hours because I didn’t have anyone to tell me the light had changed to green.
A pharmacist comes back from his break and sees a man leaning against the wall, his face strained and nervous. He asks his assistant: "What's wrong with that man over there?" "He came in looking for cough medicine," she replies. "I couldn't find any, so I gave him a whole bottle of laxatives." "Oh great!" steamed the pharmacist. "He is going to sue us now. You don't give laxatives to a person with a cough!" "Well," said the clerk defensively, "look at him. He's afraid to cough!"
