Why I fired my secretary !

Two weeks ago was my 33rd 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 a wife for you, my daughter will remember.

The kid 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 Cari said, "Good morning, Boss, Happy Birthday!"

And I felt a little better that someone had remembered.

I worked until noon, then Cari 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 and slip into something more comfortable. "

She went into the bedroom and, in about six minutes, she came out carrying a huge birthday cake --- followed by my wife, daughter, and dozens of our friends, all singing Happy Birthday.

And I just sat there --- on the couch --- naked