Last week was my birthday…

and I didn’t feel very well waking up that morning. I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my wife would be pleasant and say, “Happy birthday!” with a possible present for me.

No such luck. Barely a good morning, let alone a “Happy birthday”.
I figured…well, that’s marriage for you. Maybe the kids will remember. My kids ate breakfast and didn’t say a word.

Needless to say, I left for the office feeling pretty low and despondent.

As I walked into my office, my secretary Martha said, “Good morning boss! Happy birthday!”.

At least someone remembered.

Around one o’clock, Martha 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”.

Best thing I’d heard all day.

We went and had lunch in a little place with a private table. Two martinis each, leg of lamb and amazing conversation.

On our way back to the office, Martha quipped, “You know, it’s such a beautiful day…we don’t need to go back to the office, do we?”

“I guess not” I replied. “What do you have in mind?”

She smiled. “Let’s go to my apartment.”

When we got to her apartment, Martha turned to me and said, “I’m going to step into the bedroom to freshen a bit, boss. I’ll be right back.”

I nodded nervously.

She went into the bedroom, and after a couple of minutes, she came out carrying a huge birthday cake and singing “Happy Birthday” followed by my wife, my kids, a dozen of my friends and co-workers.

I just sat there…

On the couch…


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