“Honey, I have been invited to go fishing out of town with my boss for a week,” a man tells his wife over the phone.
This can be a fantastic chance to get promoted.
Would you kindly prepare my rod and tackle box and pack adequate clothes for the week?
Additionally, remember to bring my brand-new blue silk pajamas.
Being a nice wife, the wife packed everything he requested even though she suspected something wasn’t right.
A week later, the husband came home, looking a little worn out but proud of himself.
He was instantly inundated with inquiries from the wife regarding the expedition, including how it went and whether he had caught any fish.
“Yes, I did catch a lot of salmon, bluegill, and even some swordfish,” he said.
Then, looking perplexed, he continued, “But why didn’t you pack my blue silk pajamas?”
I did, the wife responded with a sly smile. You had them in your fishing box.
For months, a woman’s husband had been slipping in and out of a coma, but she remained at his side.
She sat by his side every day, holding his hand and wishing him well.
He eventually opened his eyes one day, glanced around, and gestured for her to approach.
Her pulse pounding with relief and delight, she leaned forward. Despite his shaky voice, he managed to murmur, his eyes sparkling with tears, “You know something? You have supported me during all of my difficult times.
As he went on, she gave him a kind grin.
“You supported me when I lost my job.
You supported me when my business failed.
You were in the hospital right there when I got shit. You stayed with me after we lost the house. And you stayed with me even after my health began to deteriorate.
“Oh, darling, that’s so sweet,” she whispered back, her heart bursting with emotion. What are you attempting to express?
“I think you’re cursed,” he murmured, taking a big breath and meeting her gaze.
Haha!