oldbird
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Dun Bird with ME
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« on: April 09, 2007, 02:00:04 AM » |
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>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 even have a small present for me. >As it turned out, she barely said good morning, let alone the greeting. >I thought ... well, that's marriage for you, but the kids ... they will remember. >Soon, my kids came downstairs for breakfast, but they also 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 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 that 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. >Jane chose instead to have lunch at a quiet bistro with a private table. >We had two martinis each, and I enjoyed the meal and her company 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." > > >" Okay ! " I nervously replied. > > >Jane 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 To You …….. ". > > >And I just sat there ... on the couch ... all naked ! > > >And that was why I fired my secretary. >END OF STORY
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