A little humor for a Friday afternoon post-close -
A harried husband goes to a psychiatrist seeking help in coping with his spouse. He is advised by the psychiatrist to assert himself.
"You don't have to let your wife henpeck you all the time. Go home and show her you're the boss."
Of course, the husband takes the doctor's advice. He rushes home, slams the door, shakes his fist in his wife's face, and starts yelling at her.
"From now on, you're taking orders from me. I want my supper right now, and when you get it on the table, I want you to go upstairs and lay out my best clothes. Tonight, I'm going out with the boys, and you're going to stay home where you belong."
His wife just stares at him blankly. Thinking this assertiveness stuff is working, he carries on.
"And another thing... you know who's going to comb my hair, adjust my pants, and then tie my bow tie?"
"I certainly do," said his wife. "The undertaker." |
