Three women in a beauty parlor share their frustrations about their husbands’ suspicious whereabouts, bonding over their mutual distrust. The conversation takes a turn when the third woman, listening intently, confidently declares, “I always know exactly where my husband is.” Her friends, surprised, demand to know how. With perfect timing, she delivers the punchline: “I’m a widow.” The room erupts into laughter, easing the tension as the women find humor in their worries, proving that sometimes, laughter truly is the best remedy.
