My JOB..

My Different Jobs.....

My first job was working in an orange juice factory, but I got
canned...couldn't concentrate.

Then I tried to be a chef -- figured it would add a little spice to
my life, but I just didn't have the thyme.

I attempted to be a deli worker, but anyway I sliced it, I couldn't
cut the mustard.

I became a professional fisherman, but discovered that I couldn't
live on my net income.

My last job was working at Starbucks, but I had to quit because it
was always the same old grind.

Golf Addict

They say (?) that the word golf came from the acronym Gentlemen only, ladies
fordidden.

This is about a golf addict:


Last summer Ed met a woman while on vacation and fell head over heels in
love with her. On the last night of his vacation, the two of them went to
dinner and had a serious talk about how they would continue the
relationship. Ed began by saying to his new lady friend that meant so much
to him, "It's only fair to warn you that I'm a complete and utter golf nut.
I eat, sleep and breath golf.... so if that's a problem, you'd better say so
right now".

"Well, since we're being honest with each other, here goes," she replied.
"I'm a hooker."

"I see," replied Ed, and was quiet for a moment. Then he added, "You know,
it's probably because you're not keeping your wrists straight when you tee
off."