I was tired of being bossed around by my wife; so I
went to a psychiatrist. The psychiatrist said I
needed to build my self-esteem,and so he gave me a
book on assertiveness, which I read on the way home.
I finished the book by the time I reached my house. I
stormed into the house and walked up to my wife.
Pointing a finger in her face, and said, "From now on,
I want you to know that *I* am the man of this
house,and my word is law! I want you to prepare me a
gourmet meal tonight, and when I'm finished eating my
meal, I expect a sumptuous dessert afterwards. Then,
after dinner, you're going to draw me my bath so I
can relax. And, when I'm finished with my bath, guess
who's going to dress me and comb my hair?"
"The f...... funeral director," she said.