A man was seen fleeing down the hall of the hospital just before
his operation. "What's the matter?" he was asked.

He said, "I heard the nurse say, 'It's a very simple operation,
don't worry, I'm sure it will be all right.'"

"She was just trying to comfort you, what's so frightening about
that?"

"She wasn't talking to me. She was talking to the doctor!"

Harry was in the hospital. He was an old man. Anyway there was this
young nurse. Every time she came in, she talked to him like a little
child. She would say in a patronizing tone of voice: "And how are we
doing this morning?"

Well, this is a story of revenge. He had received breakfast, and
pulled the juice off the tray, and put it on his stand. He had been
given a urine bottle to fill. The juice was apple juice. You know
where the juice went.

The nurse came in and picked up the urine bottle. She looks at it.
"It seems we are a little cloudy today."