At Least the Food Was Okay

Submitted by Ellen:

Dan and I were out at a yacht club where he was a member.  We sat outside and he lit up a cigar.  The smoke blew in my face and I waved it away.

He asked "This bothering you?"

I nodded, and he shifted his chair to the left, which did absolutely nothing to stop the smoke from continuing to blow my way.  He said "You know, I was almost a doctor."

"I'm almost impressed," I said, just joking.

He went on "But the faculty were all assholes.  They're still in the nineteenth century.  Patients need to be treated like people, not medical equipment."

I said, "I don't think that all doctors are like that."

"Well, all lawyers are."

"Excuse me?"

He took a big puff from his cigar.  Ugh.  "Lawyers," he went on "They're a bunch of assholes."

I said "My brother's a lawyer."

"Is he an asshole?"

I didn't know how to respond, so I raised my glass.  "Cheers."

"To not being assholes" he said, clinking my glass.

I didn't see him after that.  Asshole.