Why I fired my secretary
>
>Last week was my birthday
>and I didn't feel very well
>waking up on that morning.
>
>I went downstairs for breakfast
>hoping my wife would be pleasant
>and say, "Happy Birthday!", and
>possibly have a small present for me.
>
>As it turned out,
>she barely said good morning,
>let alone "Happy Birthday."
>
>I thought...
>Well, that's marriage for you,
>but the kids....
>They will remember.
>
>My kids came bounding down stairs to
>breakfast and didn't say a word.
>So when I left for the office,
>I felt pretty low and somewhat despondent.
>
>As I walked into my office,
>my secretary Jane said,
>"Good Morning Boss,
>and by the way Happy Birthday! "
>It felt a little better that at least someone had remembered.
>
>I worked until one o'clock,
>when Jane knocked on my door
>and said, "You know,
>It's such a beautiful day outside,
>and it is your Birthday,
>what do you say we go out to lunch,
>just you and me."
>I said, "Thanks, Jane,
>that's the greatest thing
>I've heard all day..
>Let's go!"
>
>We went to lunch.
>But we didn't go
>where we normally would go.
>She chose instead a quiet bistro
>with a private table.
>We had two martinis each
>and I enjoyed the meal tremendously.
>On the way back to the office,
>Jane said, "You know,
>It's such a beautiful day...
>We don't need to go straight back to the office, Do We ?"
>
>I responded,
>"I guess not. What do you have in mind?"
>She said, "Let's drop by my apartment, it's just around the corner."
>
>After arriving at her apartment,
>Jane turned to me and said,
>" Boss, if you don't mind,
>I'm going to step into the bedroom
>for just a moment.
>I'll be right back."
>"Ok," I nervously replied.
>
>She went into the bedroom and,
>after a couple of minutes,
>she came out carrying a huge birthday cake .
>Followed by my wife, my kids,
>and dozens of my friends and co-workers, all singing "Happy Birthday.
>
>And I just sat there...
>
>On the couch...
>
>Naked.
>
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