After graduating, he was able to obtain a scholarship to an Ivy League college. After a few years of hard work and studying, he was given a Master's Degree in psychology. He spent his life as a critically acclaimed psychologist and was able to retire happily.
At his grandson's party, he noticed there was a bowl of punch in the corner, perched on a desk. As he strolled over, he noticed something: There were no people lined up for punch. In other words, there was no punchline.
As a boss, you can't tell people you're firing them. I mean, would a doctor tell a patient he has cancer?