The perfect man

A man steps out of the office building during a downpour and somehow manages to get a taxi immediately. He gets into the taxi and the cabbie says, "Perfect timing. You're just like Sheldon."
"Who?"
"Sheldon. There's a guy who did everything right. Like my cab being vacant during a rainstorm. It would have happened like that for Sheldon every single time." 
"Well, no one is perfect. There are always a few clouds over everybody", stated the passenger.
"Not Sheldon. He was a terrific athlete. He could have gone on the pro tour in tennis. He could  golf with the pros. He sang like an opera baritone and danced like a Broadway star. He was more handsome and sophisticated than Cary Grant.  He had a better body than Arnold in his prime. He was something. Somehow Sheldon just! knew exactly how to make women happy. He had a memory like a computer; could remember everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which fork to eat with. He could fix anything. If there ever was a perfect man, it was Sheldon.
"Wow, incredible. How long did you know him?"
"Well, I never actually met Sheldon."
"Then how do you know so much about him?"
"About a year after he died, I married his widow."(Hindsoe.com)