A friend of mine who just turned 40-years-old, had to choose a new primary care physician for his insurance program. He told me this story:

After two visits and exhaustive lab tests, the doctor said I was doing “fairly well’ for my age.


A little concerned about that comment, I couldn’t resist asking him, “Why did you qualify your statement by saying I’m doing fairly well; Doc? Please give me your honest opinion 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 have a lot of stress at work or at home?”
“Nope, I love my job and love my wife.”

“Do you spend a lot of time in the sun, playing golf, sailing, hiking, or bicycling?” ‘No, I don’t,’ I said.

“Do you gamble, ride motorcycles, 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 if you’ll live to be 80?”

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