This is how a typical husband responds when his wife comes down with a common cold--
IN THE FIRST YEAR OF MARRIAGE:
"Darling, I'm worried about my baby girl. You've got a bad sniffle, and there's no telling about these things with all the terrible viruses going around nowadays. I've called the emergency doctor, and I have called your mother. She is coming to help with the cooking and cleaning."
IN THE SECOND YEAR OF MARRIAGE:
"Listen, darling. I don't like the sound of that cough. I've made an appointment with the doctor. Now, you go to bed like a good girl, and I'll take care of everything".
IN THE THIRD YEAR:
"Maybe you'd better lie down, darling. Nothing like a little rest when you're feeling lousy. I'll bring you something. Do we have some canned soup?"
IN THE FOURTH YEAR:
"Now look dear. Be sensible. After you feed the kids, and mop the floor, you'd better get some rest."
IN THE FIFTH YEAR:
"Why don't you take a couple of aspirin?"
IN THE SIXTH YEAR:
"If you'd just gargle or something, instead of barking like a seal all night..."
IN THE SEVENTH YEAR:
"For Pete's sake. Stop sneezing! What are you trying to do--give me
pneumonia?"
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