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Why I fired my secratary!

> > Two weeks ago was my 45 th birthday and I wasn't feeling too good
> > that morning.
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> > I went to breakfast knowing my wife would be pleasant and say,
> > "Happy Birthday!" and probably have a present for me.
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> >
> > As it turned out, she didn't even say good morning, let alone any
> > happy birthday.
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> > I thought, well, that's wives for you, the children will surely
> remember...
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> > The children came in to breakfast and didn't say a word. So when I
> > left
> for
> > the office, I was feeling pretty low and despondent.
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> > As I walked into my office, my secretary Mandy said, "Good
> > morning, Boss. "Happy Birthday."
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> > And I felt a little better that someone had remembered.
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> > I worked until noon, and then Mandy knocked on my door and said,
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> > "You know, it's such a beautiful day outside, and it's your
> > birthday,
> Let's
> > go to lunch, just you and me."
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> > I said, "By George, that's the greatest thing I've heard all day.
> > 'Let's go!"
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> > We went to lunch. We didn't go where we normally go; instead we went
> > out
> to
> > a private little place.
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> > We had two martinis and enjoyed lunch tremendously.
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> > 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?"
> >
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> > I said, "No, I guess not."
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> > She said, "Let's go to my apartment."
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> > 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."
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> >
> > "Sure" I excitedly replied.
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> > She went into the bedroom and, in about six minutes, she came out.
> > . .

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> > carrying a huge birthday cake . . . . .. . -
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> > followed by my wife, . . .
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> > children, . . . . .
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> > and dozens of our friends, all singing "Happy Birthday". . . . and I
> > just sat there . . .
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> > on the couch . . . .
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> > naked.
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