A 20-stone man went to the doctor’s complaining of a bad
chest. The doctor examined him with his stethoscope and
then asked the man to strip off completely.
“Would you mind getting down on all fours and crawling
over to the window for me, please?” he asked.
The man did as he was requested.
“Good, good,” murmured the doctor.
“Now would you mind crawling over to the wall on your
right. That’s it, just between the chair and the filing cabinet.”
The doctor scratched his head thoughtfully. “Thank you
very much, Mr White, you may get dressed now.”
Once he’d put his clothes back on, the man asked the doctor
for his verdict.
“Oh you’re quite right, you’ve got a bad chest so I’ll give you
a prescription for some antibiotics.”
“But doctor, how did crawling around the room help your
“Oh it didn’t,” replied the doctor, “but I’m having a pale
pink settee delivered next week and I was just interested to
know where the best place to put it might be.”