Chocolate cake

All of a sudden my wife wants chocolate cake. I walk into a bakery and start looking around. The girl behind the counter asks if she can help.

Me: I'm looking for chocolate cake.
Girl: Is it for a birthday?
Me: How is that any of your business?
Girl: I'm in the cake business.
Me: Oh. No, then. My wife just wants chocolate cake.
Girl: Here's a chocolate cake.
Me: Thanks.

After I leave, I realise that there is a birthday. Happy birthday Canada. I wish I had said that to that nosey salesgirl. But I can't go back and say it. DAMN!

When we are eating the cake, I tell my wife that it is Canada day. "I know Mark, that's why I wanted you to have cake."