An old married couple got into a petty argument. (He would call it petty; she would have called it Armageddon.)
As was their nature, neither of them would admit the possibility that they might be wrong. Finally, to her credit, the wife said, “Look, I’ll tell you what. I’ll admit I’m wrong if you admit I was right.”
“Fine,” he said.
She took a deep breath, looked him in the eye, and said, “I’m wrong.”
He grinned and replied, “You’re right.”
