Fix This

A husband is at home watching a football game when his wife
interrupts, "Honey, could you fix the light in the hallway?
It's been flickering for weeks now."
He looks at her and says angrily, "Fix the light? Now? Does
it look like I have a G.E. logo printed on my forehead? I
don't think so."


"Well, then could you fix the fridge door? It won't close
right."


To which he replied, "Fix the fridge door? Does it look
like I have Westinghouse written on my forehead? I don't
think so."


"Fine," she says, "Then could you at least fix the steps to
the front door? They're about to break."


"I'm not a damn carpenter and I don't want to fix the
steps," he says. "Does it look like I have Ace Hardware
written on my forehead? I don't think so. I've had enough
of you. I'm going to the bar!"


So he goes to the bar and drinks for a couple hours. He
starts to feel guilty about how he treated his wife, and
decides to go home and help out. As he walks into the
house, he notices the steps are already fixed. As he enters
the house, he sees the hall light is working. As he goes to
get a beer, he notices the fridge door is fixed. "Honey,
how'd this all get fixed?"


She said, "Well, when you left, I sat outside and cried.
Just then a nice young man asked me what was wrong, and I
told him. He offered to do all the repairs, and all I had
to do was either sleep with him or bake him a cake."


He said, "So, what kind of cake did you bake him?"


She replied, "Hellooooo... Do you see Betty Crocker written
on my forehead?"