>> > > > Two weeks ago was my 35th 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 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 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."
>> > > >
>> > > > And 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 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 to 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 change."
>> > > >
>> > > > "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 singing
>> > > > "Happy Birthday."
>> > > >
>> > > > And there I sat... on the couch... naked!
