A lawyer married a woman who had previously been married
twelve times. On their wedding night they settle into the bridal
suite at their hotel, and the bride says to her new groom,
"Please promise to be gentle; I'm still a virgin."
This puzzled the groom, since, after twelve marriages, he
thought that at least one of her husbands would have been
able to perform. He asked his new bride to explain this
unlikely phenomena.
The bride responds...
My first husband was a Sales Representative.
He spent our entire marriage telling me, in grandiose terms,
"It's gonna be great!"
My second husband was from Software Services.
He was never quite sure how it was supposed to function, but
he said he would send me the documentation.
My third husband was from Field Service.
He constantly said that everything was diagnostically "ok," but
he just couldn't get the system up.
My fourth husband was from Educational Services.
He simply said, "Those who can...do; those who can't...teach."
My fifth husband was from the Telemarketing Department.
He said that he had the orders, but wasn't quite sure when he
was going to be able to deliver.
My sixth husband was an Engineer.
He told me that he understood the basic process, but needed
three years to research, implement and design a new
state-of-the-art method.
My seventh husband was from Finance and Administration.
His comments were that he knew how, but he just wasn't sure
whether or not it was his job.
My eighth husband was from Standards and Regulations.
He told me that he was up to the standards, but that
regulations said nothing about how to do it.
My ninth husband was a Marketing Manager.
He said, "I know I have the product, I'm just not sure how to
position it."
My tenth husband was a psychiatrist.
All he wanted to do was *talk* about it.
My eleventh husband was a gynecologist.
All he ever wanted to do was look at it.
My twelfth husband was a stamp collector.
All he ever wanted to do was... Darn, I miss him!
SO, now that I have married a lawyer, I know I'm finally going
to get screwed!