Who’s the Moron?
One day a man named Olaf walks into the office of a headhunter and says, “I WON A DOB!” The headhunter looks up over the top of his glasses and says, “Excuse me?” Once again the man says, “I WON A DOB!”
“Oh,” the headhunter says. “You want a job, I see…what is it you do?”
The man says, “I’m a Diesel Fitter.”
With this the headhunter turns on his laptop and types vigorously to search his computer files in hopes of landing this man a job as a Diesel Fitter. Within a few minutes the headhunter says, “I think I’ve found a job for you … Can you start work first thing Monday? And is $50K starting pay acceptable?”
Olaf begins to jump up and down with excitement and says…”OH BOY, OH BOY! Dis is great news…I’m goin to sen my broder here.” (Out goes the man)
A few days later another man walks into the office of the same headhunter and says…”I WON A DOB!” The headhunter looks up over the top of his glasses and says, “Excuse me?”
Once again the man say “I WON A DOB!”
“Oh,” the headhunter says. “You must be Olaf’s brother. So, you want a job? What is your occupation?”
The man says…”I’m a Crotch Sore”
“A what?” says the headhunter.
“A Crotch Sore,” exclaims the man.
With this the headhunter turns on his laptop and types the words Crotch Sore to search his corporate files. Within a few minutes the headhunter says, “I’m unable to match your title with a job…I’m so sorry.”
The man became extremely agitated and said, “You got my broder a dob and I’m not leavin’ until you get me one…”
With this the headhunter proceeds to explain to the man the skill sets necessary for being a Diesel Fitter…”You have to have 4 years HS experience, 4 years apprenticeship with a certified diesel fitter or equiv. and the…”
The man interrupted by saying…”NO! NO! NO!…My broder and me worked at a hosiery factery; My dob wuz to sore the crotches in da pantyhoses and I wood give dem to my broder who wood put one arm in one leg and the other arm in the other leg…stretch the pantyhose left to right if the pantyhose was good he would say… DIESEL FITTER!”