This is a true story. Last week was my 40th birthday and
I really didn't feel like waking up that morning. I managed to pull
myself together and go 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 trampling down the stairs to breakfast, ate their
breakfast, and didn't say a word to me. So when I made it out of
the house and started for work, I felt pretty dumpy and
despondent.
As I walked into my office,
my secretary Joanne said, "Good Morning Boss, and by the way Happy
Birthday!" It felt a bit better knowing that at least someone
remembered. I worked in a zombie like fashion until
about one o'clock, when Joanne knocked on my door and said, "You
know, it's such a beautiful day outside, and it's your Birthday,
why don't we go out for lunch, just you and me." I said, "Thanks,
Joanne, that's the best thing I've heard all day. Let's go!"
We went to lunch but not where we'd normally go. Instead she
took me to a quiet bistro with a
private table. We had a couple of mixed drinksand I
enjoyed the meal tremendously. On the way back to the office,
Joanne said, "You know, It's such a beautiful day... We don't have
to go right back to the office, do we?" I replied with "I suppose
not. What do you have in mind?" She said, "Let's go
to my apartment, it's
just around the corner."
After arriving at her apartment, Joanne turned to me and said,
"Boss if you don't mind, I'm goinna 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.
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