A secretary knocked gently on her boss’s office door and stepped inside, holding a folder against her chest.

Her boss looked up from his desk and immediately noticed the serious expression on her face.

“Oh no,” he said, leaning back in his chair. “What is it this time?”

The secretary took a deep breath.

“I’m afraid I’ve got some bad news for you.”

The boss rubbed his forehead and sighed.

“Why do you always have to come in here with bad news?” he complained. “Every time you walk through that door, it’s something terrible.”

The secretary stood quietly, waiting for him to finish.

He pointed at her and said, “For once in your life, can’t you tell me something positive? Something cheerful? Something that doesn’t ruin my day before lunch?”

The secretary blinked.

“All right,” she said slowly. “You want good news?”

“Yes,” said the boss. “Good news. Just once.”

She looked at him for a moment, then gave a small, awkward smile.

“Fine. Here’s some good news.”

The boss sat up, suddenly interested.

The secretary folded her hands and said:

“You’re not sterile.”