Birthday Boy!
Two weeks ago was my 40th 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.
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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.
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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.
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As I walked into my office, my secretary Janet said, "Good morning,
Boss, Happy Birthday".
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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."
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I said, "By George, that's the greatest thing I've heard all day.
Let's go!"
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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.
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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?"
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I said, "No, I guess not."
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She said, "Let's go to my apartment."
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After arriving at her apartment she said, "Boss, if you don't mind, I
think I'll go into the bedroom."
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"Sure!" I excitedly replied.
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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!
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And I just sat there...
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On the couch...
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NAKED!!!