One Sunday afternoon I was sitting in my armchair in our living room reading the sports pages in the newspaper, checking out the baseball statistics.
“This pitcher earns $3.2 million a year just for throwing a ball straight,” I ranted to my wife. “Anyone can do that.”
So, I picked up a rubber ball that was lying next to my chair and threw it at a couch cushion.
“Look at that,” I bragged as the bull hit the cushion square in the middle, “Bull’s-eye!”
My wife tossed the ball back to me and I threw it again, hitting the dead center of the cushion.
“Two in a row,” I cheered.
My third toss went wild and ricocheted into one of my wife’s favorite pictures, knocking it off the end table.
She didn’t even look up.
“AND THAT” she said angrily, “is why you make $32,000 a year.”
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