A war vertran.

[flying dog]

It was the 50's and a not too old man had been in the war.

 

During the war he suffered a slight injury: He had been shot and his b*lls were gone.

 

This wasn't too much of a problem but due to complications, he was not an early riser. He sleeps in.

 

He applied for a job and got though to the interview and told them of this problem that he is a late riser. Alas that fact lost him the job.

 

Same with the next, next and next.

 

He was getting depressed. He had served his country and was keen and willing to work. It just seemed no one would accept him getting up late.

 

Finally in desperation, he applied for a council job as a street worker. He got through to the interview - as he expected - and then they got to the ubiquitous question about "have you got any special needs/problems?" part.

 

He sighed and explained that during the war he had lost his testicles and slept in.

 

The interviewer looked up and said: "That's ok. You've got the job."

 

The man looked up astonished. "How..... Why? No one else would accept me with getting to work late."

 

The council person explained: "Well, most of our people stand around for a couple of hours before they start work scratching their balls.... So it doesn't really matter."

 

Ok, I thought it was funny.