Three women were sitting in a beauty salon, gossiping as the hairdryers hummed around them. “My husband said he was going to the office last night,” the first sighed, “but when I called, they said he wasn’t there!” The second rolled her eyes. “Mine said he was at his brother’s house—but guess what? He wasn’t there either!”
The third woman just smiled, filing her nails with quiet confidence. “Well, I always know exactly where my husband is,” she said, sipping her coffee like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
The other two women stared at her in disbelief. “Oh, come on! There’s no way. You’re just one of those women who think they’ve got everything under control—but trust us, men are sneaky!”
The third woman chuckled and leaned back in her chair. “Oh, I’m sure you’re right,” she said with a wink. “But my husband hasn’t gone anywhere in years… because I’m a widow.” The salon went silent for a second—then erupted in laughter. Turns out, she really did know exactly where her man was.
