This was sent to me via e-mail, and I almost spit coffee on my screen....
Last week was my birthday and I didn't feel very well waking up that
I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my wife would be pleasant and
say, "Happy Birthday!", and possibly have a 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 will remember.
My kids came in 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,
Happy Birthday!" It felt a little better that at least someone had remembered.
I worked until one o'clock and then Jane knocked on my door and said, "You
know, it's such a beautiful day outside, and it's your birthday, let's 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. We dined
instead at a little place 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 back to the office,
do we?" I responded, "I guess not. What do you have in mind?" She said,
"Let's go to my apartment." 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 a
moment. I'll be right back."
"Ok." I nervously replied. She went into the bedroom and, after a couple of
minutes, she came out carrying a huge birthday cake ... Followed by my wife,
kids, and dozens of my friends and co-workers, all singing "Happy Birthday".
And I just sat there ............
....... On the couch..............