Mr.andMrs.Williamsgotmarriedwhenhewastwenty-three,andshewastwenty.Twenty-fiveyearslater,theyhadabigparty,andaphotographercameandtooksomephotographsofthem.
ThenthephotographergaveMrs.Williamsacardandsaid,“They’llbereadynextWednesday.Youcangetthemfromstudio.”
“No,”Mrs.Williamssaid,“pleasesendthemtous.”
Thephotographsarrivedaweeklater,butMrs.Williamswasnothappywhenshesawthem.Shegotintohercaranddrovetothephotographer’sstudio.Shewentinsideandsaidangrily,“Youtooksomephotographsofmeandmyhusbandlastweek,butI’mnotgoingtopayforthem.”
“Oh,whynot?”thephotographerasked.
“Becausemyhusbandlookslikeamonkey,”Mrs.Williamssaid.
“Well,”thephotographeranswered,“thatisn’tourfault.Whydidn’tyouthinkofthatbeforeyoumarriedhim?”