An attorney arrived home late, after a very tough day
trying to get a stay of execution for a client who
was due to be hanged for murder at midnight. His last
minute plea for clemency to the governor had failed
and he was feeling worn out and depressed.
As soon as he walked through the door at home, his
wife started on him about, "What time of night is this
to be getting home? Where have you been? Dinner is
cold and I'm not reheating it" And on and on and on.
Too shattered to play his usual role in this familiar
ritual, he went and poured himself a double shot of
whiskey and headed off for a long hot soak in the
bathtub, pursued by the predictable sarcastic remarks
as he dragged himself up the stairs.
While he was in the bath, the phone rang. The wife
answered and was told that her husband's client, James
Wright , had been granted a stay of execution after
all. Wright would not be hanged tonight.
Finally realizing what a terrible day he must have
had, she decided to go upstairs and give him the good
news. As she opened the bathroom door, she was
greeted by the sight of the front of her husband,
naked, bent over, drying his legs and feet.
"They're not hanging Wright tonight," she said. To
which he whirled around and screamed,
"FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, WOMAN, DON'T YOU EVER LET UP?!"
