Monday, 5 March 2007

The splinter in my brother's eye...

Jack Goldstein, an older gentleman, feared his wife, Becky, was getting hard of hearing. So one day Jack called her doctor to make an appointment to have her hearing checked. The doctor made an appointment for a hearing test in two weeks, and said that meanwhile there was a simple informal test Jack could do to give the doctor some idea of the severity of her problem.

"Here's what you do," said the doctor. "Start out about 40 feet away from her, and in a normal conversational speaking tone see if she hears you. If not, go to 30 feet, then 20 feet, and so on until you get a response."

That evening, Becky was in the kitchen cooking dinner, and Jack was in the living room. He thought to himself that he was about 40 feet away. "Let's see what happens," he muttered.

Then in a normal tone he asked, ''Honey, what's for supper?"

No response.

So Jack moved to the other end of the room, about 30 feet from Becky, and repeated, "Honey, what's for supper?"

Still no response.

Next he moved into the dining room where he was about 20 feet from Becky and asked, "Honey, what's for supper?"

Again he got no response.

So he walked up to the kitchen door, only 10 feet away. "Honey, what's for supper?"

Again there was no response.

So he walked right up behind her. "Honey, what's for supper?"

"For Heaven's sake, Jack! For the FIFTH TIME.... CHICKEN!"

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