A man was complaining: Oh Lord, please have mercy on me, I work so
hard, meantime my wife stays at home. I would give anything if you would
grant me one wish, "switch me into my wife." She's got it easy at home.
I want to teach her a lesson of how tough a man's life is.
   As God was listening he felt sorry for this soul and granted
his wish.
   Next morning the "new woman" wakes up at dawn, makes lunch boxes,
prepares breakfast, wakes up the kids for school, puts a load of clothes
in the washer, takes the meat out of the freezer, drives the kids to
school, on his way back stops at the gas station, cashes a check, pays
the electricity and phone bills, picks up some clothes from the
cleaners, and then quickly goes to the market.
   It was 1:00 o'clock already, he made the beds, took the clothes
out of the washer and put another load in. He vacuumed the house, made
some rice, went to pick up the kids from school, and had an argument
with the kids.
   As soon as he got home he fed the kids, washed the dirty
dishes, he hung the damp clothes he had washed on the chairs because it
was raining outside, he helped the kids with their homework, watched
some TV while he ironed some clothes, prepared dinner, he gave the kids
a bath and put them to sleep.
   At 9:00 o'clock he was so tired and he went to bed. Of course
there was some more duties, like the mattress mambo, and somehow he
managed to get that done and finally fell a sleep.
    The next morning he prays to God once again: "Oh Lord, what
was I thinking when I asked you to grant my wish?" I can't take it
anymore. I beg you please switch me back to myself, please oh please."
    Then he heard God's voice speaking to him, saying: "Dear son,
of course I'll switch you back to yourself but there's one minor detail,
you will have to wait 9 months because last night you got pregnant.