A man went to Harley Street in London, having seen an advert for a Gynaecologist's Assistant.
Knowing that nowadays, job
advertisers aren't able to discriminate against the applicant's gender, He was
very interested, so he went in and asked the Clerk for details.
pulled up the file and read:
"This job entails preparing ladies for the
Gynaecologist. You will be responsible for helping them out Of their underwear,
laying them down and carefully washing their private areas, applying shaving
Foam to the necessary parts and removing all unwanted foliage, and finally,
you'll be required to rub In soothing oils, in preparation for the
Then she told him "The annual salary is
£65,000 and if you're interested, you'll have to go to Manchester."
goodness!", exclaimed the man, "Is that where the job is?".
answered, "No Sir, that's where the end of the queue is..."