The Union House

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 Ethel here has
seniority."

 

 

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