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A married couple is driving along a highway doing a steady forty miles per
hour. The wife is behind the wheel. Her husband, a divorce lawyer, suddenly
looks across at her and speaks in a clear voice, "Darling," he says. "I know
we've been married for twenty years, but I want a divorce."
The wife says nothing, keeps looking at the road ahead but slowly increases
her speed to 45 mph.
"I don't want you to try and talk me out of it", he says, "because I've
found another woman and we are deeply in love".
Again the wife stays quiet, but grips the steering wheel more tightly and
slowly increases the speed to 55.
The husband confidently says, "I want the house." The wife knows he has the
skill to get the upper hand in a divorce proceeding. Up to 60.
"I want the car, too," he continues. 65 mph.
"And," he says, "I want the bank accounts, all the credit cards and the
boat." 70 mph.
The car veers towards a massive concrete bridge. This makes the husband
nervous, so he asks her: "Is there anything you want?"
The wife at last replies - in a quiet and controlled voice. "No, I've got
everything I need," she says, with the speedometer steady at 70 mph.
"Oh, really?" he says with derision. "So what have you got?"
Just before they slam into the wall at 70 mph, the wife turns to him and
smiles. "The only airbag."
hour. The wife is behind the wheel. Her husband, a divorce lawyer, suddenly
looks across at her and speaks in a clear voice, "Darling," he says. "I know
we've been married for twenty years, but I want a divorce."
The wife says nothing, keeps looking at the road ahead but slowly increases
her speed to 45 mph.
"I don't want you to try and talk me out of it", he says, "because I've
found another woman and we are deeply in love".
Again the wife stays quiet, but grips the steering wheel more tightly and
slowly increases the speed to 55.
The husband confidently says, "I want the house." The wife knows he has the
skill to get the upper hand in a divorce proceeding. Up to 60.
"I want the car, too," he continues. 65 mph.
"And," he says, "I want the bank accounts, all the credit cards and the
boat." 70 mph.
The car veers towards a massive concrete bridge. This makes the husband
nervous, so he asks her: "Is there anything you want?"
The wife at last replies - in a quiet and controlled voice. "No, I've got
everything I need," she says, with the speedometer steady at 70 mph.
"Oh, really?" he says with derision. "So what have you got?"
Just before they slam into the wall at 70 mph, the wife turns to him and
smiles. "The only airbag."
