The Train Ride
The blonde wife came home from her first day commuting into the city.
Her husband noticed she was looking a little pale and asked, “Honey, are you feeling all right?”
“Not really,” she replied. “To tell you the truth, I’m a little nauseous from sitting backward on the train.”
“Poor dear,” he said. “Why didn’t you ask the person sitting across from you to switch seats for a while?”
“I wanted to, but I couldn’t,” she replied. “There was no one there.”