Post by lolly on Jan 17, 2008 11:07:24 GMT
> 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.
>