“My husband ran off with his secretary. His male secretary. the only passion I have lately seems to center around buying a handgun. Unfortunately, I can't decide which one of us to shoot.”
“My husband is not the secretary of state, I am.”
“The female mind is certainly a devious one, my lord." Vetinari looked at his secretary in surprise. "Well, of course it is. It has to deal with the male one.”
“I want to be so successful that my secretary needs a secretary.”
“The two old secretaries conversed in the manner of hostile but toothless male dogs.”
“My husband and I are either going to buy a dog or have a child. We can't decide whether to ruin our carpets or ruin our lives.”