A man walks to 5th Ave. & 42nd St. during a downpour and somehow manages
to get a taxi immediately. He gets into the taxi, and the cabbie says,
"Perfect timing. You're just like Sheldon."
"Who?"
"Sheldon Brown. There's a guy who did everything right. Like my cab being
vacant during a rainstorm. It would have happened like that for Sheldon
every single time."
"Well, no one is perfect. There are always a few clouds over everybody."
Stated the passenger.
"Not Sheldon. He was a terrific athlete. He could have gone on the pro tour
in tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and
danced like a Broadway star. He was more handsome and sophisticated than
Cary Grant. He had a better body than Arnold in his prime. He was
something."
"Somehow Sheldon just knew exactly how to make women happy. He had a memory
like a computer, could remember everybody's birthday. He knew all about
wine, which fork to eat with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change
a fuse, and the whole neighborhood blacks out."
"Wow, that's incredible. No wonder you remember him."
"Well, I never actually met Sheldon," said the cabbie.
"Then how do you know so much about him?"
"After he died, I married his wife."
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Bill "OK, I changed the LAST name" S.