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A mild-mannered man was tired of being bossed around by his wife.
He went to a psychiatrist to discuss the problem.
The psychiatrist said he needed to build his self-esteem and gave him a
book on assertiveness. After finishing the book, the man went home,
stormed into the house and walked up to his wife. Pointing a finger in
her face, he 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 dinner, I expect a sumptuous dessert. 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 funeral director," his wife answered.
He went to a psychiatrist to discuss the problem.
The psychiatrist said he needed to build his self-esteem and gave him a
book on assertiveness. After finishing the book, the man went home,
stormed into the house and walked up to his wife. Pointing a finger in
her face, he 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 dinner, I expect a sumptuous dessert. 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 funeral director," his wife answered.