Why I fired my Secratary

This is a true story. Last week was my 40th birthday and I really didn't feel like waking up that morning. I managed to pull myself together and go 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 trampling down the stairs to breakfast, ate their breakfast, and didn't say a word to me. So when I made it out of the house and started for work, I felt pretty dumpy and despondent.

 

As I walked into my office, my secretary Joanne said, "Good Morning Boss, and by the way Happy Birthday!"

It felt a bit better knowing that at least someone remembered.

 

I worked in a zombie like fashion until about one o'clock, when Joanne knocked on my door and said, "You know, it's such a beautiful day outside, and it's your Birthday, why don't we go out for lunch, just you and me."

 

I said, "Thanks, Joanne, that's the best thing I've heard all day. Let's go!"

We went to lunch but not where we'd normally go. Instead she took me to a quiet bistro with a private table.

 

We had a couple of mixed drinks and I enjoyed the meal tremendously.

 

On the way back to the office, Joanne said, "You know, It's such a beautiful day… We don't have to go right back to the office, do we?"

 

I replied with "I suppose not. What do you have in mind?" She said, "Let's go to my apartment, it's just around the corner."

 

After arriving at her apartment, Joanne turned to me and said, "Boss if you don't mind, I'm goinna 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.

A young boy walks into a barber shop

A young boy walks into a barber shop and the barber whispers to his customer, "This is the dumbest kid in the world. Watch while I prove it to you."

 

The barber puts a dollar bill in one hand and two quarters in the other, then calls the boy over and asks, "Which do you want, son?"

 

The boy takes the quarters and leaves.

 

"What did I tell you?" said the barber. "That kid never learns!"

Later, when the customer leaves, he sees the same young boy coming out of the ice cream store.

 

"Hey, son! May I ask you a question? Why did you take the quarters instead of the dollar bill?"

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The boy licked his cone and replied, "Because the day I take the dollar, the game is over!"

When Engineers go to hell

An engineer dies and reports to the Pearly Gates.

Saint Peter checks his dossier and, not seeing his name there, accidentally sends him to Hell.

 

It doesn't take long before the engineer becomes rather dissatisfied with the level of comfort in Hell. He soon begins to design and build improvements. Shortly thereafter, Hell has air conditioning, flush toilets and escalators. Needless to say, the engineer is a pretty popular guy.

 

 

One day, God calls Satan and says with a sneer: "So, how are things in Hell?"

 

Satan replies: "Hey, things are going great. We've got air conditioning, flush toilets, and escalators. And there's no telling what this engineer is going to come up with next." "What!" God exclaims: "You've got an engineer? That's a mistake — he should never have been sent to Hell… send him to me."

 

"Not a chance," Satan replies: "I like having an engineer on the staff, and I'm keeping him!"

 

God insists: "Send him back or I'll sue."

 

Satan laughs uproariously and answers: "Yeah, right. And where are you going to get a lawyer?"