I was sitting in the waiting room at the ankle doctor yesterday, waiting for my pre-op appointment. In that group, there are four podiatrists. A 60-ish looking husband and wife were there to see a different doctor than mine and they were standing at the counter beside me.
Wife (to receptionist): "Hi. We have appointments to see Dr. J. I'm at 9:00 and my husband at 9:15."
Receptionist: "Ok. I can get you checked in"....followed by the usual insurance and contact verification and chit chat.
Receptionist: "Do you two want to go back together or would you rather the nurse call you separately?"
Wife: "It doesn't matter to me." (Looks at husband.)
Husband: "That's fine. We can go back together." (Shrugs) "I've seen her boobs plenty of times before."
Receptionist: (Stunned awkward silence.)
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