Welfare Office
A guy walks into the local welfare office for his monthly check. He
marches straight up to the counter and says, "Hi. You know, I just
HATE
coming in here drawing welfare month after month. I'd really much
rather have a job."
The social worker behind the counter says, "Your timing is
excellent.
We just got a job opening from a very wealthy old man who wants a
Chauffeur-bodyguard for his nymphomaniac daughter.
You'll have to drive around in his Mercedes, but he'll supply all
of
your clothes. Because of the long hours, meals will be provided.
You'll be expected to escort her on her overseas holiday trips.
You'll have a two-bedroom apartment above the garage. The starting
salary
is $200,000 a year."
The guy says, "You're bullsh!tt!ng me!"
The social worker says, "Yeah, well... you started it."