Success at Last

A lady at a coffee shop was sobbing. Another lady, a Good Samaritan, said gently: May I be of help, madam?” “Not really,” she said, “it’s really nothing. My husband...an accident...this morning, fatal, and finally.” “Oh, I am so sorry,” said the lady offering her sympathy hoping she might lessen the lady’s grief. “Oh please, don’t be. My tears are a relief. In fact, I’m overjoyed. For after years of repeated failures and frustrated tears I finally got the freakin’ car brakes to fail as he must have pumped the breaks to no avail! And I can only imagine his despair not able to stop somewhere for repair. And can’t you just picture his desperation, his face awash in horror and perspiration; giving up any hope (more so prayer) – the other accident filling his underwear!