Two blondes are working at a warehouse.
One blonde, tired of working, says to the other: “Watch this, I’m going to act crazy so that the boss will send me home.”
She climbs up the racking and hangs from the rafters yelling “I’M A LIGHTBULB, I’M A LIGHTBULB, I’M A LIGHTBULB!!”
“What are you doing?! Get down from there and GO HOME!” shouts the boss.
The second blonde picks up her toolbag and heads towards the door. “Where in the HELL do you think you’re going??” the boss exclaims.
“Well, I can’t work in the dark!”
One day two girls were trying out for the school cheerleading squad. One was a blonde and the other was a brunette.
After they both had tryouts, they went home to wait until the results were posted.
The blonde went to see if she had made it that night.
Once she found out she had made it, she got out her cell phone and called the brunette, but she didn’t answer, so the blonde just went back home.
The next day the brunette called the blonde to see if she wanted to go with her to look at their scores.
The blonde agrees and meets the brunette at the school.
The brunette beats the blonde to the school, so she goes ahead and looks at the scores to find out they both had made it.
When the blonde gets there, she finds her name on the list again. Then she says, “Yes! I made it again, I made it last night and I made it again today. I am on a roll!”
The blonde wife came home from her first day commuting into the city.
Her husband noticed she was looking a little peaked and asked, “Honey, are you feeling all right?”
“Not really,” she replied. “I’m nauseated from sitting backward on the train.”
“Poor dear,” he said. “Why didn’t you ask the person sitting across from you to switch seats for a while?”
“I couldn’t,” she replied, “there was no one there.
A customer walked into lightening store looking for decoration lights.
The attendant showed her top brand, but—wanting to make sure each bulb worked—she asked attendant to take them out of the box and plug them in. He did, and each one lit up.
“Great,” she said.
Attendant carefully placed the string of lights back in the box. But as hehanded them to her, she looked alarmed.
“I don’t want this box,” she said abruptly. “It’s been opened.”
