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The reason why I fired my secretary
Two weeks ago was my 35th birthday, and I wasn't feeling too hot that
morning anyway.
I went to breakfast knowing my wife would be pleasant and say
"Happy Birthday," and probably have a present for me.
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.
When I started to 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; 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; we went out to the country to a little
private 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 change."
"Sure,"
I excitedly replied.
She went into the bedroom and, in about six minutes, she came out carrying
a big birthday cake, followed by my wife, children, and dozens of our
friends, all singing Happy Birthday.
And there I sat... on the couch... naked.
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May the Farce be with you...
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