Pad, please!

An insurance man visited me at home to talk about our mortgage insurance.
He was throwing a lot of facts and figures at me, and I wanted to follow as
Best I could, so I told my 6-year-old son to run and get me a pad. He came
Back and handed me a Kotex right in front of our guest.

As a younger man, I was in great shape. As an airline pilot , I was 
required to have a Flight physical every six months. 
The nurse took the basic data, weight, height, and blood pressure. My 
pressure was good, but the heart rate was below 40 beats per minute. 
"I cannot put that number down. You'll be denied a physical.",she said. 
"What can I do?", I replied. 
She held my hand and winked,saying, "Just think about that for a minute!" 
Retaking my blood pressure and heart rate, she stated, "53 will be OK,
but you really know how to hurt a girl!" 

Floyd Coons, (retired) Northwest Airlines 

Sent by Robert

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