Last night, my husband told me a story about a friend of his. The husband had decided to buy some diamond stud earrings for his wife to celebrate their upcoming anniversary. He purchased them early to receive a great price during the recent long holiday season. Because he wanted to make the gift a surprise, he also opened up a new credit card using his work address for the bills. Then he hid the earrings in his golf shoes in the closet. With all of his careful planning, he was sure that it was going to be a secret gift for his better half.
Imagine his surprise when he received this phone call yesterday for the wife. She was madder than a wet hen and calling him every name she could think of. I imagine the conversation went something like this...
W - So...who is she?
H - Who is who?
W - Someone at work? Someone you met during one of your "business trips"?
H - What are you talking about?
W - The woman you bought the g^% d@mned diamond earrings for!
H - Oh sh!t! How do you know about the diamond earrings?
W - So it it true! You're cheating on me!
H - I am not cheating on you!
W - I just received a phone call from a representative from the credit card that you secretly opened up, asking how I like my new earrings!
H - Those f#$king a$$h*l^$! I was trying to surprise you for our anniversary. Go look in the closet. I have them hidden in my stinky golf shoes. The one place that I knew you wouldn't look!
Like the saying goes...
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