Bărbatul perfect

“Frank had a memory like a computer. He remembered everybody’s birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to order in any kind of restaurant, and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But Frank could do everything right.”

“Wow, some guy,” the passenger whistled with admiration.  “He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic to avoid jams,” the driver continued.

“Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them. But Frank, he never made a mistake. What’s more, he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good. He would never answer her back even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing was always immaculate, shoes highly polished, too. He was the perfect man! He never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to Frank Jenkins.”

“An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?”

“Well, I never actually met Frank,” the driver explained. “He died and I married his widow.”



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