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Jack Stone wanted to become a teacher in the worst way, but the only
position he could find was one as an instructor at an all female college,
teaching sex education.

His wife was a very jealous woman so Mr. Stone decided he would tell
his wife that he'd be teaching sailing at this college so that she would
not be upset. He was very happy and, for several months, all went well.

As fate would have it, one day while waiting in the grocery store checkout
lane, Mrs. Stone overheard a group of girls standing in line behind her
talking about college and their instructor, Mr. Stone. The girls went on
and on about how great this Mr. Stone was at teaching their class.

The cashier handed Mrs. Stone her change and said, "Have a great day,
Mrs. Stone, and thank you, again."

One of the girls in line, overhearing the cashier, asked Mrs. Stone if she
was related to the Mr. Stone that was teaching at the college.

Mrs. Stone replied, "Yes, he is my husband."

Well, that set off a torrent of accolades about how knowledgeable Mr. Stone
was about the subject matter he was teaching, about how he got the whole
class to discuss their fears about learning the subject.

Somewhat taken aback by what she heard from these girls, Mrs. Stone replied,
"I don't understand how you find him to be so gifted at teaching you this course.
You know, he only tried it twice in his life. The first time he tried it, he got sick,
and the second time, his hat blew off and he just quit."