A man who had lost his job and not able to find work for several months saw a sign outside a Medical Center in downtown Miami. He could not believe his eyes as he read, “Help Wanted — Gynecologist’s Assistant.” Excited, thinking this was his lucky day, 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 underwear, lay them down, and carefully wash their private regions, then apply shaving foam and gently shave off the hair, then rub in soothing oils so they’re ready for the gynecologist’s examination. The annual salary is $75,000, and you’ll have to go to Atlanta.”

“Good grief, is that where the job is?”

“No sir — that’s where the end of the line is right now.”

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