Arriving home from work


Arriving home from work at my usual hour of 5 p.m.


I discovered that it had not been one of my wife’s better days.


Nothing I said or did seemed to be right.


By 7 p.m., things had not changed, so I suggested I go outside, pretend I had just gotten home, and start all over again.


My wife agreed.


I went outside, came back in and, with a big smile, announced, “Honey, I’m home!”


“And just where have you been?” she replied sharply


“It’s after seven o’clock!”

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