A retired man goes into the Job Center in Downtown Denver, and sees a card
advertising for a Gynecologist's Assistant. Interested, he goes to learn
more; "Can you give me some more details?" he asks the clerk.
The clerk pulls up the file and says, "The job entails getting the ladies
ready for the gynecologist. You have to help the women out of their
underwear, lay them down and carefully wash their private regions,so that they're ready for the gynecologist's examination."
"There's an annual salary of $65,000, but you're going to have to go to
Billings , MT. That's about 550 miles from here."
"Good grief, is that where the job is?"
"No sir -- that's where the end of the line is right now.
