A doctor, who is rather henpecked, is sitting bored as usual, watching the rotten soaps his wife always watches and wishes something good would happen, like the floor gave way and swallowed her when the phone rings.
He picks it up and it is one of the other doctors from their practice.
“Listen, Bob,” his fellow GP says, “Roger can’t make the poker game tonight, so we really need a fourth.”
At this, Dr. Bob says (very loudly), “What’s happened? No, no, no, don’t worry, I understand. I’ll be straight over, you can depend on me!”
With that he puts the phone down, his wife says, “Oh my, that sounded serious!”
“Terrible my dear,” says the doctor struggling into a coat and reaching for his hat, “so serious, three doctors are already on the scene!”
