Doc's Daily Chuckle 4/1/15
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DOC'S DAILY CHUCKLE
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My youngest grandson's birthday is today. He 'fooled'
us all by coming into the world a week before the
scheduled c-section.
Doc
Today's Chuckles
1. Satisfaction Guaranteed
2. Psychiatrist vs. Bartender
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Satisfaction Guaranteed
When Peters learned that he was being fired, he went to
see the head of human resources.
"Since I've been with the firm for so long," he said, "I
think I deserve at least a letter of recommendation."
The human resources director agreed and said he'd have the
letter that next day. The following morning, Peters found
the letter on his desk.
It read, "Jonathan Peters worked for our company for eleven
years. When he left us, we were very satisfied."
- from Andychap (via GCFL)
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Start by doing what's necessary; then do what's
possible; and suddenly you are doing the impossible.
- Francis of Assisi
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Psychiatrist vs. Bartender
Ever since I was a child, I've always had a fear
of someone under my bed at night.
So I went to a shrink and told him: "I've got problems.
Every time I go to bed I think there's somebody under
it. I'm scared. I think I'm going crazy."
"Just put yourself in my hands for one year", said the
shrink. " Come talk to me three times a week and we
should be able to get rid of those fears."
"How much do you charge?"
"One hundred fifty dollars per visit," replied the
doctor.
"I'll sleep on it," I said.
Six months later the doctor met me on the street.
"Why didn't you come to see me about those fears
you were having?" he asked.
"Well, one hundred fifty dollars a visit, three times
a week for a year, is $23,400.00. A bartender cured me
for $10.00. I was so happy to have saved all
that money that I went and bought me a new pickup
truck."
"Is that so?" With a bit of an attitude he said,
"and how, may I ask, did a bartender cure you?"
"He told me to cut the legs off the bed. Ain't
nobody under there now."
It's always better to get a second opinion.
- edited from Kevin R.
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