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maskedsow -> My Secretary Who Remembered My Birthday! Kinky? (11/6/2008 6:49:03 AM)
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Two weeks ago, was my forty-fifth birthday, and I wasn’t feeling too hot that morning anyway. I went down to breakfast, knowing my wife would be pleasant and say “Happy Birthday,” and probably have a present for me. But she didn’t even say “Good Morning,” let alone “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 off to the office I was feeling pretty low and despondent. As I walked in the door, my secretary, Janet said, “Good Morning, Boss, Happy Birthday.” And I felt a little better — someone had remembered.
About noon, 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.”
So off we went to lunch. But we didn’t go where we normally go; we went out into the country to a little private place. We had a couple of martinis and enjoyed ourselves 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.”
I nodded and smiled. After arriving at her apartment, we had another martini and then she said, “Boss, if you don’t mind, I’d like to 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 my closest friends. All were singing Happy Birthday.
And there I sat on the couch with nothing on but my socks.
And that is why I fired my secretary.
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