Two old friends reconnected over coffee after decades apart, and the conversation naturally drifted to their grown children.
“Tell me,” the first friend asked, “how is your son doing these days?”
The mother let out a heavy, dramatic sigh. “Oh, my poor boy! He had the absolute misfortune of marrying a total nightmare. She doesn’t lift a single finger around the house. All she does is sleep in, lounge around, and read books. My poor son even has to serve her breakfast in bed every single morning, can you believe that?”
“That’s horrifying!” the friend gasped in sympathy. “What a tragic setup. And what about your daughter? How is her marriage?”
The mother’s face instantly lit up, beaming with pure, unadulterated pride.
“Oh, she hit the absolute jackpot! She married a literal angel. He won’t let her do a single chore in the house. Every morning, he brings a beautiful breakfast right to her bed, so my sweet girl can just sleep for as long as she wants and relax all day!”
