Why I fired my secretary

Today is my 53th birthday and I wasn't feeling too hot this morning. I
went to breakfast knowing my wife would be pleasant and say "happy
birthday" and 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. 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, Betty said, "good morning
boss,
happy birthday". And I felt a little better someone had remembered!
Betty knocked on my door later and said, "it's such a beautiful day
outside it's your birthday, let's go to lunch, just you and me". I said,
"By George, that's the greatest thing I've heard all day. Let's go".
We went to lunch in a little private place, had two martinis a great
time.
On the way back to the office, Betty 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,
came out carrying a big birthday cake...followed by my wife, children
and a dozens of friends. They were singing "Happy Birthday".............
And there I sat, on the couch, naked