What's for Dinner?
A concerned husband goes to see the family doctor and says, "I think my wife is
deaf because she never hears me the first time I say something, in fact, I often
have to repeat things over and over again."
"Well," the doctor replies, "go home and tonight and stand about 15 feet from
her and say something. If she doesn't reply, move about five feet closer and say
it again. Keep doing this so we can get an idea about the severity of her
deafness."
Sure enough, the husband goes home and does exactly as instructed. He starts off
about 15 feet from his wife in the kitchen and as she is chopping some
vegetables, he says, "Honey, what's for dinner?"
He gets no response. He moves about five feet closer and asks again. No reply.
He moves five feet closer. Still no reply. He gets fed up and moves right behind
her, about an inch away, and asks again, "Honey, what's for dinner?"
She replies, "For the fourth time, vegetable stew!"
A concerned husband goes to see the family doctor and says, "I think my wife is
deaf because she never hears me the first time I say something, in fact, I often
have to repeat things over and over again."
"Well," the doctor replies, "go home and tonight and stand about 15 feet from
her and say something. If she doesn't reply, move about five feet closer and say
it again. Keep doing this so we can get an idea about the severity of her
deafness."
Sure enough, the husband goes home and does exactly as instructed. He starts off
about 15 feet from his wife in the kitchen and as she is chopping some
vegetables, he says, "Honey, what's for dinner?"
He gets no response. He moves about five feet closer and asks again. No reply.
He moves five feet closer. Still no reply. He gets fed up and moves right behind
her, about an inch away, and asks again, "Honey, what's for dinner?"
She replies, "For the fourth time, vegetable stew!"