This might happen to you

 Two weeks ago was my 35th birthday. I sat down for breakfast with my family, knowing my wife would be pleasant and say "Happy Birthday!" and probably have a present for me. As it turned out, she didn't even say good morning, let alone happy birthday. I thought, well, that's just great, maybe the children will remember. The children came in to breakfast and didn't say a word.  So when I left for the office, I was feeling pretty low.

 As I walked into my office, my secretary, Janet, said, "Good morning, boss, happy birthday!" And I felt a little better that 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, "That's the greatest thing I've heard all day. Let's go!"

 We went to a private little 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 five minutes, she came out carrying a huge birthday cake followed by my wife, my children and a dozen of our friends, all singing Happy Birthday.

 And I just sat there.  

 On the couch.

 Naked.