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Wednesday, August 8

One o' da reasons I hang around dis joint is 'cause da goils is so smart. Just like:

A Blonde woman wants a job, but the foreman won't hire her until she passes a little math test.

Here is your first question, the foreman said. "Without using numbers, represent the number 9."

"Without numbers?" The Blonde says, "Dat is easy." And proceeds to draw three trees.

"What's this?" the boss asks.

"Ave you got no brain? Tree and tree and tree make nine," says the Blonde.

"Fair enough," says the boss. "Here's your second question. Use the same rules, but this time the number is 99."

The Blonde stares into space for a while, then picks up the picture that she has just drawn and makes a smudge on each tree. "Ere you go."

The boss scratches his head and says, "How on earth do you get that to represent 99?"

"Each of da trees is dirty now. So, it's dirty tree, and dirty tree, and dirty tree. Dat is 99."

The boss is getting worried that he's going to actually have to hire this Blonde, so he says, "All right, last question. Same rules again, but represent the number 100."

The Blonde stares into space some more, then she picks up the picture again and makes a little mark at the base of each tree and says, "Ere you go. One hundred."

The boss looks at the attempt. "You must be nuts if you think that represents a hundred!"

The Blonde leans forward and points to the marks at the base of each tree and says, "A little dog come along and crap by each tree. So now you got dirty tree and a turd, dirty tree and a turd, and dirty tree and a turd, which makes one hundred."

"So, when I start?"

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