"Who?"
"Sheldon Cohen. There's a guy who did everything right. Like my cab being vacant during a rainstorm. It would of happened like that for Sheldon EVERY time."
"Well, no one's perfect. There are always a few clouds over everybody," stated the passenger.
"Somehow Sheldon just knew exactly how to make women happy," the
cabbie continued.
"He had a memory like a computer. Could remember every-body's birthday.
He knew all about wine, which fork to eat with. He could fix anything.
Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole neighborhood goes black!"
"WOW, incredible, no wonder you remember him!" said the passenger.
"Well, I never actually met Sheldon", admitted the cabbie.
"Then how do you know so much about him?" asked the passenger.
"After he died, I married his wife!"




