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'Officer, I can't afford to be the speed bump'
Has worked for both me and my brother.
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Bill Rankin
Two Irish immigrant friends go to the job search office to find work. The first friend goes in for his interview and comes out really happy with the many jobs he had been offered.
The second friend goes into his interview and is told that there is only one job available for him in a factory miles away.
He asks, 'how can this be, I worked with my friend in Ireland for years, I'm way more qualified than him!'. The interviewer replied but your friend is a qualified diesel fitter, you are only a machinist.'
The man agreed, 'yes that is right. In the factory at home, I'd sew the ladies underwear and my friend would check their fit by putting them on his head and saying 'Dese'll fit her'.
The second friend goes into his interview and is told that there is only one job available for him in a factory miles away.
He asks, 'how can this be, I worked with my friend in Ireland for years, I'm way more qualified than him!'. The interviewer replied but your friend is a qualified diesel fitter, you are only a machinist.'
The man agreed, 'yes that is right. In the factory at home, I'd sew the ladies underwear and my friend would check their fit by putting them on his head and saying 'Dese'll fit her'.
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Bill Rankin
“We went to our favourite restaurant last week for a bite to eat. It’s a popular place and usually quite busy, but on this particular day, it was much busier than normal.
Standing near the entrance, politely hovering for someone to attend to us, the owner came bustling over to us, all smiles, out-stretched hand and glistening brow.
‘I’m sorry it’s so busy. There’s a private party in, and I’m down two staff members - would you mind waiting?’
‘Yes’, I said, ‘that’s no problem.
’Well, table two have had their mains and need their desserts, table seven are still waiting for their starters, and tables four and nine are ready to order. Here’s a note-pad and apron - off you go’”
Standing near the entrance, politely hovering for someone to attend to us, the owner came bustling over to us, all smiles, out-stretched hand and glistening brow.
‘I’m sorry it’s so busy. There’s a private party in, and I’m down two staff members - would you mind waiting?’
‘Yes’, I said, ‘that’s no problem.
’Well, table two have had their mains and need their desserts, table seven are still waiting for their starters, and tables four and nine are ready to order. Here’s a note-pad and apron - off you go’”
