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 martini's 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