Photo from Fritzliess.comGynecologist's Assistant Needed
A young guy goes to the Job Center in Sacramento, Ca., and sees a flyer advertising for a Gynecologist's Assistant. Interested, he wants to learn more. "Can you give me some more details?" he asks the clerk.
The clerk pulls up a file ad says, "The job entails getting ladies ready for the gynecologist. You have to help them out of their underwear, lay them down and carefully wash their private regions, then apply shaving foam and gently shave off any hair, then rub in soothing oils so they're ready for the gynecologist's examination. There's an annual salary of $55 thousand, but you're going to have to go to San Francisco, California. That's about 100 miles from here."
"Oh, is that where the job is?" the young man asks.
"No, sir: that's where the end of the line is right now."
Stolen from: Hale McKay of It Occurred To Me
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