Three guys were working on a high rise building project: Steve, Bill and Charlie. Steve falls off and is killed instantly. As the ambulance takes the joke away, Charlie says, “Someone should go and tell his wife.”
Bill says, “OK, I’m pretty good at that sensitive stuff, I’ll do it.”
2 hours later, he comes back carrying a 6-pack. Charlie says, “Where did you get that, Bill?”
“Steve’s wife gave it to me.”
“That’s unbelievable, you told the lady her husband was dead and she gave you the beer?”
Bill says, “Well not exactly. When she answered the door, I said to her, ‘You must be Steve’s widow.’”
She said, “‘No, I’m not a widow.”
And I said, “Wanna bet me a six-pack?”