What Women Do Best.

[Keith Dean]

A woman was in Oxford Street on a shopping
trip during the summer sales. She
bought an expensive pair of shoes in the
first shop and a beautiful dress in the
second. In the third, everything had just
been reduced to a fiver when her mobile
phone rang. It was a female doctor on the
other end: "I'm sorry but your husband has
just been in a terrible accident and is in a
critical condition in the intensive careunit."
The woman told the doctor that
she'd be there as soon as possible.
As soon as she hung up, it dawned on
her that she was leaving what was shaping
up to be her best day's shopping ever. It
was a terrible dilemma. She decided to get
in a couple of more sales before heading to
the hospital.
She ended up shopping the rest of the
morning, finishing her trip with a complimentary
cup of coffee and a slice of cheesecake
from the last shop. She was ecstatic!
Suddenly she remembered her husband.
Feeling guilty, she dashed to the hospital
and met the lady doctor in the corridor.
The lady doctor glared at her. "You finished
your shopping trip, didn't you? I
hope you're proud of yourself! While you
were out enjoying yourself for the past
three hours, your husband has been in the
intensive care unit. Unfortunately it will
probably be the last shopping trip you evertake,
because for the rest of his life he will
require round-the-clock care and you are
now his carer!"
The woman broke down and sobbed
uncontrollably.
The lady doctor then laughed and said,














"I'm just pulling your leg. He's dead. What
did you buy?"