Not the Happiest Birthday

Two weeks ago was my 44th birthday and I wasn't feeling too hot that morning.
I went down to breakfast knowing my wife would be pleasant and say "Happy
Birthday" and 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. The children will remember. "The children came down 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." I felt a little better. Someone had remembered. I worked until noon,
then Janet knocked on my door and said, "You know it is such a beautiful day
outside and it is your birthday, let's go to lunch, just you and me." I said,
"By George, 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. 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 is 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. They were all singing Happy Birthday.......and there I sat on the
couch.......naked.