A father of two named Rob lives in Florida. The day before Christmas Eve, he called his son in California to tell some important news.
“Dear Son, I don’t want to ruin your day and make you sad on Christmas,” he said. “But I have to tell you that I am divorcing your mother.”
Son couldn’t believe his ears. “What?” he yelled. “What happened? Everything was fine when I saw you last year!”
“Well, forty-five years of misery is enough,” Dad replied. “I cannot take it anymore. We both can’t stand the sight of each other.”
Son started asking more questions, but Rob interrupted him.
“I don‘t want to talk about it anymore! I am sick of this topic! I was planning to call your sister in New York, but I will not. Do it if you want.” And he hung up.
Son was desperate. Frantically, he dialed his sister’s number and yelled, “Mom and Dad are divorcing! We need to do something!”
“There is no way!” the shocked sister replied. “I’ll take care of this!”
In a minute, she called her dad in Florida and started screaming at him, “What in the hell are you doing? You are NOT getting divorced! At least until tomorrow! Promise me you won’t do a thing until tomorrow. Now, I‘ll call my brother back, we’ll get tickets and fly to Florida tomorrow. Can you hear me?”
But Dad didn‘t answer anything. He hung up the phone turned to his wife, Angela, and says, “Darling, it is sorted! They’re coming for Christmas and they’re paying their own way.”
