I got a rushed phone call from Mr. Rose, in the middle of an excruciatingly important decision: buying jeans. After some umming and ahing, I figured out he called to make sure they fit. Now, I have good eyes but that was a bit of a challenge even for me. Tell you what, I said. Look around for a nice girl and say, my wife’s about your size…do these jeans fit?

Sometimes I crack myself up.