>      Why I fired my Secretary.
>
>      Last week was my birthday
>      and I didn't feel very well
>      waking up on that morning.
>
>      I went 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 bounding down stairs to breakfast
>      and didn't say a word.
>      So when I left for the office,
>      I felt pretty low
>      and somewhat despondent.
>
>      As I walked into my office,
>      my secretary Jane said,
>      'Good Morning Boss,
>      and by the way
>      Happy Birthday ! '
>      It felt a little better
>      that at least someone had remembered.
>
>      I worked until one o'clock ,
>      when Jane knocked on my door
>      and said, 'You know,
>      It's such a beautiful day outside,
>      and it is your Birthday,
>      what do you say we go out to lunch,
>      just you and me.'
>      I said, 'Thanks, Jane,
>      that's the greatest thing
>      I've heard all day.
>      Let's go !'
>
>      We went to lunch.
>      But we didn't go
>      where we normally would go.
>      She chose instead at a quiet bistro
>      with a private table.
>      We had two martinis each
>      and I enjoyed the meal tremendously.
>
>      On the way back to the office,
>      Jane said, 'You know,
>      It's such a beautiful day...
>      We don't need to go straight back to the office,
>      Do We ?'
>
>      I responded,
>      'I guess not.
>      What do you have in mind ?'
>      She said,
>      'Let's drop by my apartment,
>      it's just around the corner.'
>
>
>
>
>
>                        After arriving at her apartment,
>                           Jane turned to me and said,
>                           ' Boss, if you don't mind,
>                       I'm going 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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