A retired man went into the Job Center in downtown Tallahassee, and saw a card advertising for a part-time Gynecologists Assistant. Interested, he went in and asked the clerk for details. The clerk pulled up the file and read; The job entails getting the ladies ready for the gynecologist. You have to help the women out of their clothes and under garments, help them into an examination gown and lay them down gently on the table so theyre ready for the doctor’s examination.” “The annual salary is $65,000, and youll have to go to Atlanta.” Good grief . . . Is that where the job is? No sir . . . thats where the end of the applicant line is right now.
Posted on: Thu, 07 Nov 2013 13:31:23 +0000
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