> > 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.