Surgeons invited to dinner parties are often asked to carve the meat — or worse yet, to watch
the host carve while commenting on the surgeon’s occupation.

At one party, a surgeon friend was watching the carving while Harry, his host, kept up a running
commentary: “How am I doing, doc? How do you like that technique? I’d make a pretty good surgeon,
don’t you think?”

When the host finished and the slices of meat lay neatly on the serving platter, the surgeon
spoke up: “Anybody can take them apart, Harry. Now let’s see you put them back together again.”