A Professional Consultation
An eminent heart specialist was at a glittering social function and was in animated conversation with a lovely young thing wearing a great deal of makeup and the barest minimum of clothing. It was only a few minutes too late that the good doctor became aware that his wife, whom he thought was safely in the next room, was watching him with a steely glare.
Clearing his throat, the doctor said, “Ah, my dear, that young lady over there and I were just indulging in a purely professional consultation.”
“So I can well imagine,” said his wife icily, “but was it your profession, or hers?”