> >WHY I FIRED MY SECRETARY.......
> >
> >Two weeks ago was my 45th 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 leave for 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, 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 into the bedroom and slip into something more
> >comfortable."
> >
> >"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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