A man walks into the street and manages to get a taxi just going by.
He gets in, and the cabbie says, “Perfect timing. You’re just like Frank.”
The passenger asks “Who?”
The cabbie says “Frank Feldman. There’s a guy who did everything right.
Like my coming along when you needed a cab. It would have happened like that to Frank every single time.”
Passenger: “Yeah. But there are always a few clouds over everybody.”
Cabbie says “Not Frank. He was a terrific athlete. He could have won the Grand-Slam at tennis.
He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone, danced like a Broadway star, and you should have heard him play the piano.”
The passenger replies “Sounds like he was something really special”
Cab driver responds “There’s more… he had a mind like a computer.
Could remember everybody’s birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to order and which fork to eat with.
He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out.”
Passenger: “Wow, some incredible guy”
The cabbie goes “He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid traffic jams, not like me. I always seem to get stuck in them.”
“Passenger: “Mmm, there’s not many like him around.”
Cabbie: “And he knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good.
And he’s never answer her back even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing was always immaculate, shoes highly polished too.”
Passenger: “An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?”
Cabbie: “Well, I never actually met Frank.”
Passenger: “Then how do you know so much about him?”
Cabbie: “I married his f***king widow…”