A general store hires a young female clerk
with a penchant for very short skirts...
One day a young man enters the store,
glances at the clerk and glances at the loaves of bread behind the counter.
"I'd like some raisin bread, please," the man says politely.
The clerk nods and climbs up a ladder to
reach the raisin bread, which, of course, happens to be located on the very top
shelf. The man, standing almost directly beneath her, is provided with an excellent
view.
As the clerk retrieves the bread, a small
group of male customers gather around the young man, looking in the same direction.
Right away, another guy asks for raisin bread and, then, each guy in turn is
asking for raisin bread, just to see the clerk climb up and down.
After more than a few trips, the clerk is
tired and irritated. She stops and fumes at the top of the ladder, glaring down at
the men standing below.
She notices an elderly man coming up
through the crowd.
"Is yours raisin too?" the clerk
yells testily.
"No," croaks the old man
feebly, "But it's startin' to twitch!"
