My wife has not been satisfied with me for a long time. I knew she fancied our maintenance man who was younger, more muscular, and in her eyes, more handsome. One day, he caught me in the elevator after giving her what she needed. He took his elevator key, stopped the elevator, and told me to service him. What was I to do? Then, when I was finished, he laughed and said my new name would be Tammy and he would take care of my beautiful wife from now on. He must be doing a good job since she is always happy these days!
— Tom, 55