OOpppps.....


Two weeks ago was my 40th birthday and I wasn't
feeling too good that morning. I went down to breakfast knowing my wife
would be pleasant and say, "Happy Birthday!" and probably have a present
for me. As it turned out, 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. So,
when I left 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
that 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 gr! eatest thing I've heard all day. Let's go!" So off we went
to lunch. We didn't go where we normally go; instead we went out to a
private little 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 into my bedroom and get out of
these uncomfortable work clothes. I'll be right back."
"Sure!" I excitedly replied. She went into the bedroom and, in about six
minutes, she came out carrying a huge birthday cake ----- followed by my
wife, children, and dozens of our friends, all singing Happy Birthday. and
I just sat there....
on the couch......naked.

 

that is awesome...I have read that before. That would so be me....haha