**Last week was my birthday and I didnt feel very well when I woke up that morning. I went downstairs hoping my wife would say “Happy birthday” and perhaps have a nice card or a present. As it turned out, she said nothing at all.
I thought well, thats marriage for you but the kids will remember. they came bounding down the stairs and didnt say a word either so I left for work. I felt pretty low right at that moment.
I arrived at work and my secretary, jane, said “good morning boss and by the way, happy birthday”. I felt better. At least somebody had remembered.
At 1 o clock jane knocked on my door and said “As its your birthday, I thought we might go to lunch together. just you and me.” I said “Thanks Jane that sounds like a great idea.”
We went to a quiet little bistro and enjoyed lunch with a nice bottle of wine. We enjoyed the meal tremendously and she smiled her pretty smile at me all through lunch. When we left the bistro Jane said "You know, it’s early still and we don’t need to go straight back to the office, do we?
I guess not" I said “What did you have in mind?” “Let’s drop by my flat, it’s just around the corner”
After arriving at her flat Jane turned to me and said “If you don’t mind, I’m just going to step into the bedroom for a moment, I’ll be right back”. “OK” I replied nervously.
She went into the bedroom and a couple of moments later, she came out, carrying a huge cake, followed by my wife and kids, dozens of frends and colleagues all singing “Happy birthday”.
I just sat there. On the sofa.
Naked.** 
