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'll remember." But my kids came bounding downstairs 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 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 guess not," I responded. "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.

So 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.

that poor sob

OMG LMAO

copy, paste, sending to my brothers

over staffed

she hired again,,lol