Las Vegas Union
A dedicated shop steward was at a convention in Las Vegas and decided to check
out the local brothels.
When he got to the first one, he asked the madame, "Is this a union house?"
"No, I'm sorry, it isn't." said the madame. "Well, if I pay you $100, what cut
do the girls get?" he asked. "The house gets $80 and the girl gets $20."
Mightily offended at such unfair dealings, the man stomped off down the street
in search of a more equitable shop. At the second one, he asked the madame,
"Is this a union house?" "No, I'm sorry, it isn't." said the madame. "If I pay
you $100, what cut do the girls get?" he asked again. "The house gets $80 and
the girl gets $20." Again offended, the man stomped off down the street in
search of a more equitable shop.
His search continued until he finally reached a brothel where the madame said,
"Why yes, this is a union house." "And if I pay you $100, what cut do the
girls get?" he questioned. "The girls get $80 and the house gets $20." "That's
more like it!" the man said. He looked around the room and pointed to a
stunningly attractive redhead. "I'd like her for the night."
"I'm sure you would, sir," said the madame while gesturing to a grotesque
woman in her seventies in the corner, "but Bertha here has seniority."
|