The other day we were all sitting around the dinner table. My dad asked Joe, "Are you going to help out when the new baby comes?"
"No!" Joe shot back with a little bit of disgust.
We were all surprised. He was in such a good mood, and we were all waiting cheerfully for his sweet little, "jYes."
Someone chimed in with, "Joe, you're a really good helper."
And I asked, "Why don't you want to help?"
Questioning our intelligence Joe said, "I'm not a doctor!"
(by Jeff Frazee)
