Fortyfifth birthday
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.
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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.
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