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.