A man walked out into the street in New York, and managed to flag down a taxi just driving by.
He got into the taxi, and the cabbie said, “Perfect timing. You’re just like Dave.”
The passenger said, “Who?”
The cabbie said, “Dave Bronson. Now there’s a guy who did everything right. Like my coming along just when you needed a cab. It would have happened like that to Dave.”
The rider said, “Well, nobody’s perfect.”
The cabbie said, “Dave was. He was a terrific athlete. He could have gone on the pro tour in golf. He could have played tennis with the best pros. He sang like an opera baritone, and danced like a Broadway star. He had a memory like a trap. He could remember everybody’s birthday. He could fix anything, not like me. If I change even a fuse, I black out the whole neighborhood.”
The rider said, “No wonder you remember him.”
The cabbie said, “Well, no I never actually met Dave.”
The rider asked, “Then how do you know so much about him?”
The cabbie exclaimed, “I married his widow!”