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One weekend, a doctor, a priest, and an attorney are out in a fishing boat. Their motor conks out and one of the oars drifts off. Just as the doctor is about to dive in to retrieve the oar, the boat is surrounded by sharks.
"I can't go now," the doctor says. "If someone gets bitten, you'll need my services."
"I can't go, either," says the priest. "If the doctor fails, I'll need to give Last Rites."
"Fine," says the attorney. "I'll get it."
So he dives in, the sharks move, he retrieves the oar, then he climbs back into the boat.
The doctor and priest look flabergasted. The attorney smiles and says, "Professional courtesy."
"I can't go now," the doctor says. "If someone gets bitten, you'll need my services."
"I can't go, either," says the priest. "If the doctor fails, I'll need to give Last Rites."
"Fine," says the attorney. "I'll get it."
So he dives in, the sharks move, he retrieves the oar, then he climbs back into the boat.
The doctor and priest look flabergasted. The attorney smiles and says, "Professional courtesy."
