Brian's the Man

[kgwilson]

A man walked out to the street and caught a taxi just going by.

 

He got into the taxi and the cabbie said,

 

"Perfect timing. You're just like Brian"

 

Passenger: "Who?"

 

Cabbie: "Brian Sullivan. He's a guy who did everything right all the time.

 

Like my coming along when you needed a cab, things happen like that to Brian every single time."

 

Passenger: "There are always a few clouds over everybody."

 

Cabbie: "Not Brian Sullivan. 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 and danced like a Broadway star and you should have heard him play the piano.

 

He was an amazing guy."

 

Passenger: "Sounds like he was something really special."

 

Cabbie: "There's more. He had a memory like a computer.

 

He remembered everybody's birthday.

 

He knew all about wine, which foods to order and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything.

 

Not like me.

 

I change a fuse and the whole street blacks out.

 

But Brian Sullivan, he could do everything right."

 

Passenger: "Wow. Some guy then."

 

Cabbie: "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.

 

But Brian, he never made a mistake and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good.

 

He would never answer her back even if she was in the wrong;

 

and his clothing was always immaculate, shoes polished too.

 

He was the perfect man!

 

He never made a mistake.

 

No one could ever measure up to Brian Sullivan."

 

Passenger: "An amazing fellow.

 

How did you meet him?"

 

Cabbie: "Well, I never actually met Brian.

 

He died. I'm married to his widow."