44th Birthday

Two weeks ago was my 44th birthday and I wasn't feeling too good that morning.


I went 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, "That's the greatest thing I've heard all day, let's go!"


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 the bedroom. "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.