The End of the Line

A young man goes into the Job Centre in Sydney, and sees an ad for a Gynaecologist’s Assistant.

Interested, he goes to learn more.

“Can you give me some more details on this job?” he asks the clerk.

The clerk pulls up the file and says, “The job entails getting the women ready for the gynaecological consult. You have to help them 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 that they’re ready for the examination. There’s an annual salary of $75,000, but you’re going to have to go to Perth – other side of the country.”

The man says, “Oh, is that where the job is?”

The clerk says, “No sir. That’s where the end of the line is right now.”