A husband is at home watching a football game when his wife interrupts: "Honey, could you change the lightbulb in the hallway? It's been flickering for weeks now."

He looked at her and says angrily: "Fix the lights now? Does it look like I have GE written on my forehead? I don't think so."

"Fine. She then asks" Well then, could you fix the fridge door? It won't close right."

To which he replied: "Fix the fridge door?" "Does it look like I have Westinghouse written on my forehead? I don't think so."

She replies: "Fine. Then could you at least fix the steps to the front door, they seem like they too, are about to break?

I'm not a damn carpenter and I don't want to fix steps. Does it look like I have Ace Hardware written on my forehead? I don't think so. I've had enough of you. I'm going to the bar down the street."

So, off he goes to the bar and after a couple of hours he begins to feel very guilty about how he treated his wife and decides to go home. As he walks into the house, he notices that the steps are already fixed. As he enters the house, he sees the hall light is working. As he goes to get a beer, he sees that the fridge door has been fixed.

He asks: "Honey, how'd all this get fixed?"

She said: "Well, when you left I sat outside and cried. Just then a nice young man asked me what was wrong. I told him and he offered to do all the repairs. All I had to do was either go to bed with him or bake a cake."

The husband said: "So, what kind of cake did you bake?"

She replied: "Helloooooooo? Do you see Betty Crocker written on my forehead? I don't think so..."