Two physicians boarded a flight out of Seattle. One
sat in the window seat, the other
sat in the middle seat. Just before takeoff, an
attorney got on and took the aisle seat next to
the two physicians. The attorney kicked off his shoes, wiggled his
toes and was settling in when the
physician in the window seat said,” I think I’ll get up
and get a coke.” “No problem,”
said the attorney, “I’ll get it for
you.” While he was gone, one of the physicians picked up the
attorney’s shoe and spat in
it. When he returned with the
coke, the other physician
said, “That looks good, I think I’ll have one too.” Again, the
attorney obligingly went to
fetch it and while he was gone, the other
physician picked up the other shoe and spat in it.
The attorney returned and they all sat back and enjoyed
the flight. As the plane was landing, the attorney
slipped his feet into his shoes and knew immediately
what had happened. “How long must this go on?” he asked.
“This fighting between our professions?
This hatred? This animosity? This spitting in Shoes and pissing in coke?