The Broken Mower Back to Man vs. Woman / Back Home
When our lawn
mower broke and wouldn't run, my wife kept hinting to me that I should get it
fixed. But, somehow I always had something else to take care of first, the
truck, the car, playing golf - always something more important to me.
Finally she thought of a clever way to make her point. When I arrived home one
day, I found her seated in the tall grass, busily snipping away with a tiny pair
of sewing scissors. I watched silently for a short time and then went into the
house. I was gone only a minute, and when I came out again I handed her a
toothbrush.
I said, "When you finish cutting the grass, you might as well sweep the
driveway."
The
doctors say I will walk again, but I will always have a limp.
Moral to this story: Marriage is a relationship in which one person is always
right, and the other is the husband.