A man calls home to his wife and says, "Honey, I have been asked to go fishing up in Canada with my boss and several of his friends. We'll be gone for a week. This is a good opportunity for me to

A man calls home to his wife and says,
"Honey, I’ve been asked to go fishing up in Canada with my boss and several of his friends. We’ll be gone for a week. This is a great opportunity for me to network, relax, and hopefully finally catch something bigger than a sunburn. So can you please pack enough clothes for a week and set out my rod and tackle box? Oh, and don't forget my new blue silk pajamas."

His wife, a bit surprised but supportive, agrees and says she’ll have everything ready by the time he gets home.

A week later, the man returns home, sunburned, smelling like fish, but smiling ear to ear.

His wife greets him at the door.
"Welcome back! Did you have a good trip?"

"It was amazing!" he says. "The lake was beautiful, the fish were biting, and my boss even said I might get a raise!"

"That's great!" his wife says, then squints at him suspiciously.
"Just one question. Why didn’t you pack the blue silk pajamas I asked for?"

She folds her arms.

The man blinks, confused.
"Wait... what do you mean? I thought you packed them!"

She raises an eyebrow.
"I did. They’re still right here—under your fishing rod."

Pause.

The man’s face goes pale.
He looks down. Then up. Then whispers,
"...I should probably call my boss."

Moral of the story:
If you're gonna lie, don't outsource the packing! 😄🎣