Jones came into the office an hour late for the third time in one
week, and found the boss waiting for him.

Whats the story this time, Jones? the boss asked sarcastically.
Let me hear a good excuse for a change.

Jones sighed, Everything went wrong this morning, Boss. My wife
decided to drive me to the station. I told her I was in a hurry, but
she got ready in ten minutes just to take me. When we were on our way,
the drawbridge got stuck. Rather than let you down, I swam across the
river – look, my suits still damp – ran out to the airport, got a
ride on Mr. Thompsons helicopter, landed on top of Radio City Music
Hall, and was carried here piggyback by one of the Rockettes.

Youll have to do better than that, Jones, said the boss, obviously
disappointed. No woman can get ready in ten minutes.