Getting even - an oldie but a goodie!!
One December day we found an old straggly cat at our
door. She was a sorry sight. Starving, dirty, smelled terrible,
skinny and hair all matted down. We felt sorry for her, put her
in a carrier and took her to the vet. We didn't know what to
call her, so we named her "Pussycat."
The vet decided to keep her for a day or so. He said
he would let us know when we could come and get her.
My husband (the complainer) said, "OK, but don't forget to
wash her, she stinks." He reminded the vet that it was his
WIFE (me) that wanted the dirty cat, not him. My husband
and my Vet don't see eye to eye.
The vet calls my husband 'El-Cheap-O', and my husband
calls the vet 'El-Charge-O'. They love to hate each other
and constantly 'snipe' at one another, with my husband
getting in the last word on this particular occasion.
The next day my husband had an appointment with his
doctor, who is located in the same building, next door to
the vet. The MD's waiting room and office was full of people
waiting to see the doctor.
A side door opened and the vet leaned in - he had
obviously seen my husband arrive. He looked straight at
my husband and in a loud voice said, "Your wife's *****
doesn't stink any more and it's finally clean and shaved,
so she now smells like a rose. Oh, and, by the way, I think
she's pregnant. God only knows who the father is!"
Then he closed the door.
Now THAT, my friends, is getting even!