Humour where needed

Hi ladies, hope you all had an enjoyable Christmas xx. Just had to share this with like minded people. I was cooking dinner 2 nights ago and someone comes to the door. Being Christmas time, my husband was home which in itself is unusual. Also having a door knocker is unusual. I hear my husband speaking to a young, enthusiastic girl who I think maybe selling something. I ignore and keep cooking thinking hubby will send them on their way. After 5 or so minutes hubby comes to the kitchen...."you better come and speak to them, they are collecting for cancer". I say to him, can't you just take care of it? "No, it's some long term thing, you better hear what they say". So off to the front door we go. The young lady starts raving about a payment plan we can do in a high pitched, over the top, enthusiastic voice without taking a breather, collecting for major hospital. Hubby says to me....being (major hospital) I thought you might want to do it....young lady asks am I familiar with (major hospital) and have I heard of Angelina Jolie and her preventative double masectomy....like it's the new "must have". Hubby then starts telling the girl that I have had a double masectomy just like Angelina Jolie, my mum was treated there and my brother in law currently going there. (Poor hubby has always felt the need to tell anyone that would listen, much to my disgust and have reprimanded him repeatedly.) So I give him the evil eye, silently pleading with him to stop telling this total bloody stranger when she pipes up and says "oh, so you're familiar with Angelina Jolie story! oh! you've had double masectomy - cool!, so you will be ok right?, so did your Mum like it (she died) etc etc digging herself into a bigger hole and says so if you wanta sign up for as little as $1.35..." Hubby comes in with the "it's not cool" reply and those 2 go at it like I'm not standing there with my half inch long post chemo hair listening to their discussion about cancer talk etiquette. I'm glaring at this stage at hubby to let it go....meanwhile the girl is continuing on her spiel like she has memorised word for word what she is meant to say & she is not going to stop for anything....meanwhile I burst out laughing, shake my head and start to head inside....both of them looking at me expecting me to decide an outcome...do we sign up? Talk about needing a sense of humour. This one was even better than my next door neighbour saying to me "you look well, so they have they told you you are going to live". Would love to hear from others with inappropriate "cancer" situations to share. Hope ladies on here can see the humour in this situation, the ability to laugh throughout the last 9 or so months has kept my sanity. Love to hear from others with like stories. Lisa xx