[OT - some dat coonass humor]
Boudreaux and Thibodeaux found themselves out of a job when the
underwear factory in Port Barre shut down. But their boss said they could go to the LSU office (you know, the Louisiana State Unemployment Office). So as Thibodeaux waited, Boudreaux sat down at the desk and was interviewed by the lady there.
"And what was your former occupation?" she asked.
"Me, I was a crotch sticher. I done dem ladies' underpants,"
Boudreaux proudly replied.
So the lady looks it up in her big book and say, "OK, you're eligible for $50 a week." "Hot damn, you mean I ain't gotta do notin' an I kin git $50 a week? Man, dat even beats der crawfishin'!" Boudreaux said.
Then Thibodeaux sat down and the lady asked him the same
question. Thibodeaux looked her straight in the eye and said, "I was a
diesel fitter." She looked in her big book again and said "Very good then, you're eligible for $200 a week in unemployment benefits."
"NOW JUST WAIT A FRIGGIN' MINUTE!" Boudreaux shouted. "How come
he gets $200 a week an me, I only gets $50. I tol' you me I be a
crotch sticher; You know you gotta be real good to do dat kind of work
so da seams are all nice an straight an smooth so nuthin is scratchin you down der. And Thibodeaux here, he's only a diesel fitter, yeh. And he's gonna make a least twice more dan I'm a making?"
"Oh," the lady replied, "but he's a skilled laborer with an
education. Diesel fitters are in high demand especially by oilfields and heavy equipment users. There's not many diesel specialists around."
"Hold dat, cher," Boudreaux continued, "you all
wrong, yeh. Thibo's a diesel fitter, OK, yeh. But what dat means is
dat after I did all da fine work on da ladies' drawers, he picks dem up,looks dem over an stretches them dis way an dat, and den he says,
'Yep, deese'll fit her!" |
