A man walks out to the street and catches a taxi just going by. He gets into
the taxi, and the cabbie says, 'Perfect timing.. You're just like Frank.

Passenger: 'Who?'

Cabbie: 'Frank Feldman.. He's a guy who did everything right
all the time Like my coming along when you needed a cab, things
happened like that to Frank Feldman every single time.'

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

Cabbie: 'Not Frank Feldman. 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 Frank Feldman, 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 Frank, 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 highly polished too - He was the perfect man!
He never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to Frank Feldman.'

Passenger: 'An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?'

Cabbie: "Well, I never actually met Frank…….
Son of a bitch died and I married his 'fawking' widow."