>> > > > 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!
