I went to the doctor for my yearly physical. She starts with certain basics.
“How much do you weigh?” she asks.
“115,” I say.
The nurse puts me on the scale. It turns out my weight is 140.
“5 foot 8,” I say.
The nurse checks and sees that I only measure 5′ 5″.
She then takes my blood pressure and tells me it is very high.
“Of course it’s high!” I scream, “When I came in here I was tall and slender! Now I’m short and fat!”
She put me on Prozac.via email from Jill Lord, Wed, 15 Feb 2006 17:01:24 -0800