Secretaries...

The Loony Bin ( loonies@bloodaxe.demon.co.uk )
Tue, 15 Oct 1996 22:52:13 +0100


Hiya Loonies...

Here's some secretarial humour...

Wishes & Dreams...

- ANDREA
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  ------- Forwarded foolishness follows -------

The police were investigating the mysterious death of a prominent
businessman who had jumped from a window of his 11th-storey office. His
voluptuous private sectretary could offer no explanation for the action
but said that her boss had been acting peculiarly ever since she started
working for him, a month ago.

"After my very first week on the job," she said, "I received a $20
raise. 

At the end of the 2nd week he called me into his private office, gave me
a lovely black nightie, five pairs of nylon stockings and said, 'These
are for a beautiful efficient secretary.'

"At the end of the third week he gave me a fabulous mink stole. 

Then, this afternoon, he called me into his private office again,
presented me with this fabulous diamond bracelet and asked me if I could
consider making love to him and what it would cost."

"I told him that I would, and because he had been so nice to me, he
could have it for $5, although I was charging all the other boys in the
office ten.

That's when he jumped out the window.

               +--------------------------------+

A well-stacked young advertising secretary wore tight knit dresses that
showed of her figure, especially when she walked. Her young, aggressive
boss motioned her into his office one afternoon and closed the door. 

Pointing to her tightly covered derriere, he asked, "Is that for sale?"

"Of course not!" she snapped angrily,blushing furiously.

Unchagrined, he replied quietly, "Then, I suggest you quit advertising
it."