This true story happened in the late 1970s and I had forgotten about it until my aunts, visiting from the United States, recalled it yesterday. I assure you that it is a classic for all time…
An aunt of mine [ a first cousin of my mother ], a highly successful professional in her late 40s, was flying home to Manila from San Francisco, where she kept a really beautiful house in Hillsborough [ “Hillsboring” to her children 😛 ]. As always, she took Japan Airlines, First Class.
She took her seat and in a while was joined by another Filipina, pretty, in her early 40s. My aunt introduced herself using her maiden name, for that was how she was known professionally and socially. The younger lady was pleasant and they enjoyed their conversations throughout the long flight.
As always when ladies get together, they got to talking about their lives, their husbands / boyfriends, their children, their work, their health…
“I’m married, with five children. We were married in 1952.” my aunt volunteered.
“I’m still single, but I have a slightly older boyfriend; he’s 49 and he’s a businessman.” the younger lady responded.
“My husband is also a businessman… and he’s 49 too!” my aunt exclaimed.
“Oh, that’s nice, men are so reliable at that age, don’t you think?” remarked the younger lady.
“Yes, finally! By the way, my husband is an architect… but his hobby is collecting guns.” my aunt stated.
“Oh what a coincidence! My boyfriend is also mad about guns… and he’s an architect too!” exclaimed the younger lady.
Still suspecting nothing, my aunt asked: “So what’s your boyfriend’s name? Maybe I know him. Manila is so small.”
“Manila is so small.” You bet… 😛 😛 😛
“****** ******* [ my aunt’s husband ].” revealed the younger lady.
My sweet, sweet, sweet aunt saw all the stars, constellations, and galaxies of the universe… !!!!!!!!
Needless to say, there was a godawful quarrel the minute my sweet, sweet, sweet aunt arrived at her house in Manila…
Bwahahahahah!!!!!!!! 😛 😛 😛