Why I fired my secretary
Two weeks ago was my 45th birthday
and I wasn't feeling too good that
morning. I went to breakfast knowing
my wife would be pleasant and
say,
"Happy Birthday!", and probably have
a present for me.
As it turned out, she didn't even
say good morning, let alone any
happy
birthday. I thought, well, that's
wives for you, the children will
remember..
The children came in to breakfast
and didn't say a word. So when I
left
for
the office, I was feeling pretty low
and despondent..
As I walked into my office, my
secretary Janet said, "Good morning,
Boss.
Happy Birthday". And I felt a little
better that someone had
remembered.
I
worked until noon, then Janet
knocked on my door and said, "You
know, it's such a beautiful day
outside, and it's your birthday,
let's go to
lunch,
just you and me."
I said, "By George, that's the
greatest thing I've heard all day.
"Let's go!" We went to lunch.
We didn't go where we normally go;
instead we went out to a private
little place. We had two martinis
and enjoyed lunch tremendously.
On the way back to the office, she
said, "You know, it's such a
beautiful day. We don't need to go
back to the office, do we?"
I said, "No, I guess not."
She said, "Let's go to my
apartment."
After arriving at her apartment she
said,
"Boss, if you don't mind, I think
I'll go into the bedroom and slip
into something more comfortable"
"Sure!"
I excitedly replied.
She went into the bedroom and, in
about six minutes, she came out
carrying a huge birthday cake -----
followed by my wife, children, and
dozens of our friends, all singing
Happy Birthday.
And I just sat there ----
on the couch...............
naked.

