Yesterday I had an appointment to see the urologist for a prostate
exam. Of course, I was a bit on edge because all my friends have
either gone under the knife or had those pellets implanted.

The waiting room was filled with patients. As I approached the
receptionist's desk, I noticed that the receptionist was a large
unfriendly woman who looked like a Sumo wrestler. I gave her my name.

In a very loud voice, the receptionist said, "YES, I HAVE YOUR NAME
HERE; YOU WANT TO SEE THE DOCTOR ABOUT IMPOTENCE, RIGHT?"

All the patients in the waiting room snapped their heads around to
look at me, a now very embarrassed man.

But as usual, I recovered quickly, and in an equally loud voice replied,
"NO, I'VE COME TO INQUIRE ABOUT A SEX CHANGE OPERATION, BUT I
DON'T WANT THE SAME DOCTOR THAT DID YOURS."

The room erupted in applause!
DON'T MESS WITH OLD RETIRED GUYS!