At an afternoon tea for officers and their wives the commanding general of the base delivered a seemingly endless oration.
A young second lieutenant,listening with obvious disfavor, grumbled to the woman at his side, "What a pompous and unbearable old windbag that slob is."
The woman turned to him,her face red with rage and said, " Lieutenant,do you know who I am?" "No, ma'am."
"I am the wife of the man you just called "an unbearable old windbag"
"Indeed," said the young lieutenant, looking steadfast and unruffled, "and do you know who I am?"
"No, I don't," said the general's wife.
"Thank God," said the lieutenant as he disappeared into the crowd.
Rev. Lowell's Treasury of Humor: He Who Laughs, Lasts