Betty Bateman wrote:
A husband is at home watching football on the tv when his wife interrupts, "honey, could you fix the light in the hallway? It's been flickering for weeks now".
He looks at her and says angrily, "Fix the lights now? Does it look like I have GE written on my forehead? I don't think so".
"Fine", says his wife "but could you please fix the fridge door? It won't close right".
To which the husband replies, "Fix the fridge door? Does it look like I have Westinghouse written on my forehead? I don't think so".
"Fine", says the wife. A little while later she interrupts again: "Could you at least fix the steps to the front door? They are practically broken".
"I'm not a carpenter and I don't want to fix steps" retorts the husband. "Does it look like I have Ace Hardware written on my forehead? I don't think so. I've had enough of this and I'm going to a bar".
So he goes to a bar and drinks for a couple of hours. Gradually he starts to feel guilty about his behaviour and decides to go home and make the peace.
As he walks through the front door he notices that the steps have been fixed and the hall light is working. He goes to get a beer and sees that the fridge door now closes properly.
"Honey", he says to his wife "how'd all this get fixed?"
"Well", she says "when you left, I sat outside and cried. After a while a nice young man asked me what was wrong and I told him. He offered to do all the repairs and said all I had to do was go to bed with him or bake him a cake".
"So what kind of cake did you bake?" asks the husband.
"Hellooooo .... do you see Betty Crocker written on my forehead? I don't think so!"
2006-11-06
21:24:56
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