After two visits and exhaustive
lab tests, he said I was doing "fairly well" for my age.
A little concerned about that comment,
I couldn't resist asking him, "Do you think I will live to be 80?"
He asked: Do you smoke tobacco or drink
alcoholic beverages?"
"Oh no," I replied. "I don't do drugs,
either."
"Do you have many friends and entertain
frequently?"
"I said, "No, I usually stay home and
keep to myself".
"Do you eat rib-eye steaks and barbecued
ribs?"
I said, "No, my other doctor said that
all red meat is unhealthy!"
"Do you spend a lot of time in the sun.
"No, I don't," I said.
"Do you gamble, or have a lot of sex?"
"No," I said. "I don't do any of those
things."
He looked at me and said, "Then why
do you give a shit?"