[Mik Dickinson]

So the vice president of a company comes downstairs on his 43rd birthday.
No greetings from his wife or children.
Depressed he goes to work, no greetings from the gatekeeper.
He walks in to the office and his secretary wishes him a happy birthday with a kiss on the cheek.
He is overjoyed and when his secretary invites him for lunch he thinks he still has it
On reaching the restaurant it is fully booked but his secretary invites him back to her place.
When they are in the living room his secretary asks if he minds while she goes in to the bedroom?
No of course not he replies.
5 minutes later his wife, children, golf companion and more come out of the bedroom screaming happy birthday.
Only to find the vice president lying naked on the sofa