Strangeweed

After 2 executive meetings, 1 site visit from our Coprporate VP, series of reporting, annual discussion to my team, i finally had time to blog. 2 main reasons for no post(s) : 1. I’m soo tired at work (nothing knew about it). i don’t have anything to blog. In relation to reason # 1, i wish i can have a sexy-tary or admin assistant so i can pass to her ALL of my admin work. But here, only Sr. Mgrs are allowed to have one. so i guess i have to work harder to be on that position or build my own company.
Though i don’t want to be in this position by the time i will have a secretary.

Why i fired my Secretary

Two weeks ago was my forty-fifth birthday, and I wasn’t feeling
Too hot that morning anyway.
I went to breakfast knowing my wifeWould 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,
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 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 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.

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