A Glaswegian walks into the local job centre, marches straight up to the counter and says, "Awwriiiight big man... you know, I just dinnae like being on benefit, I'd really rather huv a joab."
The social worker behind the counter says, "Your timing is excellent. We just got a job opening from a very wealthy old man who wants a chauffeur/bodyguard for his nymphomaniac daughter. You'll have to drive around in his Mercedes, but he'll supply all of your clothes. Because of the long hours, meals will be provided. You'll be expected to escort her on her overseas holiday trips. You will have to satisfy her sexual urges You'll have a two-bedroom apartment above the garage. The starting salary is 200,000 a year".
The Weegie says, "You're bullsh*ttin' me!"
Social worker says, "Aye well, you started it."
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