At the clinic for a routine check-up, John was busy grumbling about the medical paperwork while his wife, Cleo, kept a sharp eye on him.
The nurse stepped in to check his vitals, looked at the scale, and sighed. “Well, John, it looks like you’ve gained five pounds since your last visit. Have you been active?”
“Absolutely!” John protested proudly. “I’ve been exercising every day.”
Cleo didn’t even look up from her magazine. “Pacing back and forth between your recliner and the refrigerator does not count as a workout, dear.”
The nurse smiled, moving on to the standard cognitive questions. “And how is his memory doing, ma’am? Any noticeable forgetfulness?”
Cleo sighed dramatically. “Nurse, this man can vividly recall the exact price and toppings of every single cheeseburger he’s eaten in his entire life. But ask him the date of our wedding anniversary? Complete amnesia.”
John shot his wife a look and retorted without missing a beat:
“That’s because a cheeseburger has never yelled at me for forgetting it.”
