The Late Wedding…
Jacob, age 92, and Rebecca, age 89, are living in Florida and have decided to get married. Jacob suggests that the two of them take a stroll to the local pharmacy. When they arrive, Jacob strikes up a conversation with the man behind the counter.
Jacob: “We’re about to get married, and we might need a few things. Tell me, do you sell heart medication?”
Pharmacist: “Yes, sir. Several different brands and strengths.”
Jacob: “How about medicine for circulation?”
Pharmacist: “All kinds.”
Jacob: “Medicine for rheumatism and back pain?”
Pharmacist: “Definitely.”
Jacob: “How about… um… Viagra?”
Pharmacist: “Of course.”
Jacob: “Medicine for memory problems, arthritis, glaucoma?”
Pharmacist: “Yes, a large variety. The works.”
Jacob: “What about Geritol, sleeping pills, prostate medication?”
Pharmacist: “Absolutely.”
Jacob: “You sell wheelchairs and walkers?”
Pharmacist: “We’ve got a variety of sizes in stock, and we can order electric models from our catalog. So, is there anything I can help you with today?”
Jacob confers with Rebecca for a moment before responding: “Yes there is. We’d like to set up our bridal registry here.”