I came across one of the funniest joke on Halloween on comedycentral.com. It goes something like this:
A man and his wife were invited to a swanky masked Halloween Party. The wife got a terrible headache and told her husband to go to the party alone. He, being a devoted husband, protested, but she argued and said she was going to take some aspirin and go to bed, and there was no need of his good time being spoiled by not going. So he took his costume and away he went.
The wife, after sleeping soundly for one hour, awakened without pain, and as it was still early, she decided to go to the party after all. In as much as her husband did not know what her costume was, she thought she would have some fun by watching her husband to see how he acted when she was not with him.
She joined the party and soon spotted her husband cavorting around on the dance floor, dancing with every nice girl he could, and copping a little feel here and a little kiss there. His wife gulped couple of shots and moved on up to him. And being a rather seductive woman herself, she was able to get her husband to leave his partner high and dry and devote his time to the new stuff that had just arrived.
She let him go as far as he wished; naturally, since he was her husband. Finally he whispered a little proposition in her ear and she agreed, so off they went to one of the cars and had a little romp.
Just before unmasking at midnight, she slipped away and went home and put the costume away and got into bed, wondering what kind of explanation he would make for his behavior. She was sitting up reading when he came in and asked what kind of a time he had.
He said, “Oh, the same old thing. You know I never have a good time when you’re not there.”
Then she asked, “Did you dance much?”
He replied, “I’ll tell you, I never even danced one dance. When I got there, I met Pete, Bill Brown and some other guys, so we went into the den and played poker all evening. But I’ll tell you… the guy I loaned my costume to sure had a real good time!”
For two minutes, I could not stop laughing. And then I did what no one should do – I analyzed the joke. Two questions came up in my mind:
1) Did the wife commit adultery? What should she do next?
2) If the wife tells the husband what actually happened, how should he take it?
My take on the situation:
I don’t think it was adultery even though it was voluntary. It was a stupid mistake of getting drunk, and taking even stupider (if such word exists) action. She should muster courage and tell her husband the truth. Because she wouldn’t want to be in a situation where her husband discovers it later and will have to say “I’m not upset that you lied to me, I’m upset that from now on I can’t believe you” (Friedrich Nietzsche )
On the other hand, the husband should try to put himself in her shoes and understand the situation. Buddha said, “To understand everything is to forgive everything”. This will help him to forgive her and bring more strength, trust and peace to the relationship.
I know its easier said than done. I would like to find how you think the husband and wife mentioned above should handle such a situation?