A lady's husband, who was a psychologist, had a habit of forgetting to put out the trash.
His wife was over to a friend's house and mentioned that he had forgotten for the fifth time this month.
"But, I got him good for forgetting this time" she said.
She told her friend that she went down to her husband the psychologist's office and waited until he had a brief break between patients.
"I just came to see you briefly, can you just walk with me to the elevator and hold my hand?".
"Then," she told her friend, "before we called the elevator, I asked him to kiss me since there was no one around."
The friend was confused and said "I don't see how this is getting back at him?".
"Well," said the wife, "while we were kissing I pushed the elevator call button.
When it opened filled with people we both look surprised and I simply backed up, put on an innocent look, waved and said 'Well, Good-bye Dr. Smith'!"
He never forgot the trash again.
