An attorney arrived home late after a very tough day trying to get a
stay of execution
for his client. His last minute plea to the governor for clemency 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:
“What time of night to be getting home is this?
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 poured himself a shot of
whiskey and headed off for a long hot soak in the bathtub - - - pursued by his wife and
her 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.
for his client. His last minute plea to the governor for clemency 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:
“What time of night to be getting home is this?
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 poured himself a shot of
whiskey and headed off for a long hot soak in the bathtub - - - pursued by his wife and
her 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.
He whirled around and screamed,
'FOR THE LOVE OF GOD WOMAN, DON'T YOU EVER
STOP?!'
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