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A dedicated shop steward was a...
A dedicated shop steward was at a convention in Las Vegas and decided to checkout the local brothels. When he got to the first one, he asked the Madame, "Isthis a union house?"
"No, I'm sorry, it isn't," said the Madame.
"Well, if I pay you $100, what cut do the girls get?" he asked.
"The house gets $80 and the girl gets $20."
Mightily offended at such unfair dealings, the man stomped off down the streetin search of a more equitable shop.
At the second one, he asked the Madame, "Is this a union house?"
"No, I'm sorry, it isn't," said the Madame.
"If I pay you $100, what cut do the girls get?" he asked again.
"The house gets $80 and the girl gets $20."
Again offended, the man stomped off down the street in search of a moreequitable shop.
His search continued until he finally reached a brothel where the Madame said,"Why yes, this is a union house."
"And if I pay you $100, what cut do the girls get?" he questioned.
"The girls get $80 and the house gets $20."
"That's more like it!" the man said. He looked around the room and pointed to astunningly attractive redhead. "I'd like her for the night."
"I'm sure you would, sir", said the Madame while gesturing to a grotesque womanin her seventies in the corner, "but Ethel here has seniority."
"No, I'm sorry, it isn't," said the Madame.
"Well, if I pay you $100, what cut do the girls get?" he asked.
"The house gets $80 and the girl gets $20."
Mightily offended at such unfair dealings, the man stomped off down the streetin search of a more equitable shop.
At the second one, he asked the Madame, "Is this a union house?"
"No, I'm sorry, it isn't," said the Madame.
"If I pay you $100, what cut do the girls get?" he asked again.
"The house gets $80 and the girl gets $20."
Again offended, the man stomped off down the street in search of a moreequitable shop.
His search continued until he finally reached a brothel where the Madame said,"Why yes, this is a union house."
"And if I pay you $100, what cut do the girls get?" he questioned.
"The girls get $80 and the house gets $20."
"That's more like it!" the man said. He looked around the room and pointed to astunningly attractive redhead. "I'd like her for the night."
"I'm sure you would, sir", said the Madame while gesturing to a grotesque womanin her seventies in the corner, "but Ethel here has seniority."