Why I'm divorced . . .
Last week was my birthday and I didn't feel very well waking up on that morning..
I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my wife would be pleasant and say,
'Happy Birthday!', and possibly have a small present for me.
As it turned out, she barely said good morning, let alone ' Happy Birthday.'
I thought....
Well, that's marriage for you, but the kids.... They will remember.
My kids came bounding down stairs to breakfast and didn't say a word..
So when I left for the office, I felt pretty low and somewhat despondent.
As I walked into my office, my beautiful secretary Jane said, 'Good Morning Boss,
and by the way Happy Birthday!‘ It felt a little better that at least someone had remembered.
I worked until one o’clock, when Jane knocked on my door and said, 'You know,
It's such a beautiful day outside, and it is your Birthday, what do you say we go out to lunch, just you and me.’
I said, 'Thanks, Jane, that's the greatest thing I’ve heard all day. Let's go!'
We went to lunch. But we didn't go where we normally would go.
She chose instead at a quiet bistro with a private table. We had two martinis each
and I enjoyed the meal tremendously.
On the way back to the office, Jane said, 'You know, it's such a beautiful day...
We don't need to go straight back to the office, do we?'
I responded, 'I guess not. What do you have in mind?'
She said, 'Let's drop by my apartment; it's just around the corner.’
After arriving at her apartment, Jane turned to me and said, ' Boss, if you don't mind,
I'm going to step into the bedroom for just a moment. I'll be right back.'
'Ok.' I nervously replied.
She went into the bedroom and, after a couple of minutes, she came out
carrying a huge birthday cake ... followed by my wife, my kids, and dozens of my friends
and co-workers, all singing 'Happy Birthday'.
And I just sat there....
On the couch....
Naked.
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