July 21, 2011

The Broom Factory

A young Bulgarian peasant girl of 14 went to work in a broom factory. After two months, she told the boss she wanted to quit.
The boss was curious since she was doing a good job, so he called her into his office and asked her why she was leaving.
“Oh, it’s nothing, I just want to quit, that’s all,” she said sullenly.
“Look, I’ll give you a raise,” he offered.
“No, but thank you,” she said.
“There must be a reason,” he countered.
“OK, if you must know,” said the girl, as she took off her underwear and pointed to her pubic hair. “Look! I haven’t had this before, it’s the broom bristles, I tell you!”
Tickled by her innocence, the boss took off his underwear and explained, “Look, it’s natural. I have it too.”
“Oh no!” the girl cried, “I must quit now before it’s too late. Not only do you have bristles but you’ve also grown a handle!”

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