A man walks into a bar and orders a  complicated mixed drink. The bartender
brings it over in just seconds, and  the guy says, 'Perfect timing. You're
just like Frank.'

Bartender:  'Who?'

Customer: 'Frank Feldman. He's a guy who did everything right  all
the time.  Like you fixing this drink so fast, things were like that  with
Frank Feldman every single time.'

Bartender: 'There are always a few  clouds over everybody.'

Customer: 'Not Frank Feldman. He was a terrific  athlete. He could
have won the Grand-Slam at tennis. He could golf with the  pros.  He sang
like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star  and you should
have heard him play the piano. He was an amazing  guy.'

Bartender: 'Sounds like he was something really special.' 

Customer: 'There's more... He had a memory like a computer. Could  remember
everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to
order  and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything. Not like
me. I  change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But Frank
Feldman, he could  do everything right.'

Bartender. 'Wow, some guy then.'

Customer:  'He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and
avoid traffic jams. Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them. But
Frank, he never made a  mistake.  He really knew how to treat a woman
and make her feel good, too. He would never criticize her, even if she was
in the wrong.  His  clothing was always immaculate, shoes highly
polished - he was the perfect  man! He never made a mistake. No one
could ever measure up to Frank  Feldman.'

Bartender: 'An amazing fellow. How did you meet  him?'

Customer: 'Well, I never actually met Frank. I just married  his
widow.'