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Why I Fired My Secretary

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Two weeks ago was my forty-fifth 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 would 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. Maybe the children will remember .?

The children came in to breakfast and didn’t say a word.

When I started to the office I was feeling pretty low and despondent.

As I walked into my office, my secretary, Janet , said,

?Good morning boss, Happy Birthday.?

So 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 best thing I’ve heard all day. Let’s go.?

We went to lunch. We didn’t go where we normally go;

We went out into 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, 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 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 were singing ? Happy Birthday? And there on the couch I sat… Naked.


Written by Bhushan Kulkarni

May 28, 2007 at 8:42 am

Posted in Humor

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