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The Revenoor, a most discerning and astute gentleman from way out west, sent this one
about a seemingly perfect husband.

Several men are in the locker room of a golf club. A cellular phone on a bench rings and
a man engages the hands-free speaker function and begins to talk. Everyone else in the
room stops to listen.

Man: "Hello"

Woman: "Hi Honey, it's me. Are you at the club?"

Man: "Yes."

WOMAN: "I'm at the shops now and found this beautiful leather coat. It's only $2,000.
Is it OK if I buy it?"

Man: "Sure, go ahead if you like it that much."

WOMAN: "I also stopped by the Lexus dealership and saw the new models. I saw one
I really liked."

Man: "How much?"

WOMAN: "$90,000."

Man: "OK, but for that price I want it with all the options."

WOMAN: "Great! Oh, and one more thing... I was just talking to Janie and found out that
the house I wanted last year is back on the market. They're asking $980,000 for it."

Man: "Well, then go ahead and make an offer of $900,000. They'll probably take it. If not,
we can go the extra eighty-thousand if it's what you really want."

WOMAN: "OK. I'll see you later! I love you so much!"

Man: "Bye! I love you, too."

The man hangs up. The other men in the locker room are staring at him, in complete and
utter astonishment - mouths wide open.

He turns and asks, "Anyone know whose phone this is?"
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