When a man called his wife to share some “good news,” he explained that his boss had invited him on a week-long fishing trip — one that might even lead to a big promotion. “Please pack my clothes, my fishing gear, and don’t forget my new blue silk pajamas,” he said confidently. His wife raised an eyebrow at the oddly specific request but agreed without argument. She packed everything exactly as he asked — though she couldn’t help but add a little personal touch of her own.

A week later, the man returned home, cheerful and relaxed. “The trip was amazing!” he said proudly. “We caught salmon, trout, even swordfish!” But after a moment, his tone changed. “Honey,” he asked, puzzled, “why didn’t you pack my blue silk pajamas?” His wife looked calm, almost amused, as she wiped down the counter.

“Oh, I packed them,” she replied sweetly. “Exactly where you told me to put them.” The man furrowed his brow, trying to remember what she meant. She simply smiled, turned toward the hallway, and added over her shoulder, “Check your tackle box. I figured your boss might enjoy the silky surprise more than the fish.”

From that day forward, the man never mentioned another “promotion opportunity.” His fishing trips became solo adventures, and the blue silk pajamas quietly disappeared. The lesson was clear — never underestimate a clever wife with a good memory and an even better sense of humor.