A police officer, though scheduled for

all-night duty at the station, was relieved of duty early and arrived home
four
hours ahead of schedule, at 2 in the morning. Not wanting to
wake his
wife, he undressed in the dark, crept into the bedroom and
started to
climb into bed. Just then, his wife sleepily sat up and
said, “Mike,
dearest, would you go down to the all-night drug store
on the next block
and get me some aspirin? I’ve got a splitting
headache.”
“Certainly, honey,” he said, and feeling his way across
the dark
room, he got dressed and walked over to the drug store.

As he arrived, the pharmacist looked up in surprise, “Say,” said
the
druggist, “I know you – aren’t you a policeman? Officer Fenwick,

right?”

“Yeah, so?” said the officer.

“Well what
the heck are you doing all dressed up like the Fire
Chief?”