Whiners and Complainers...
years ago was my 45th 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 probably have a present for me.
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 never said a word.
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."
And I felt a little better; someone had remembered.
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."
said, "By George, that's the greatest thing I've heard all day. Let's go!"
went to lunch. We didn't go where we normally go; we went out to the country
to a little private place. We had two martinis and I 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?"
said, "No, I guess not."
said, "Let's go to my apartment."
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."
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 singing Happy Birthday.
there I sat...on the couch...naked.
was all down hill from there. My wife left with the kids, my boss fired me,
my friends hated me, I couldn't afford the payments on the car and I had to
sell it, I started eating to much and gained weight. I moved to another town
and got a job in Kmart and I am trying to start a new life here.