"So, Miss, can you tell us your age, please?"
The blonde counts carefully on her fingers for about 30 seconds and replies,
"Ehhhh .. 22!"
The interviewer tries another straightforward one to break the ice.
"And can you tell us your height, please?"
The young lady stands up and produces a measuring tape from her handbag.
She then traps one end under her foot and extends the tape to the top of her head.
She checks the measurement and announces,
"Five foot two!"
This isn't looking good so the interviewer goes for the real basics.
"And uhh, just to confirm for our records, your name please?"
The blonde bobs her head from side to side for about twenty seconds, mouthing something silently to herself, before replying, "Mandy!"
The interviewer is completely baffled at this stage, so he asks,
"Just out of curiosity, Miss. We can understand your counting on your fingers to work out your age,
and the measuring tape for your height is obvious, but what were you doing when we asked you your name?"
"Oh that," replies the blonde, "That's just me running through "Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you...."
Clean Dumb Blonde Jokes -- Blondes Working the Pole
A phone company put an ad in the paper to recruit workers.
The next day, two groups of workers show up - a crew of five men and a crew of five blonde women.
To decide who to give the job to, they give both groups a test.
The company boss says, “Each crew will receive a telephone pole that must be installed into the ground.
Whoever is able to hammer it in first will get the job.”
Both groups agree that this is a fair test, so off they go in the Company trucks with the long telephone poles sticking out the back.
A few hours pass, and finally, at 5:00, the male crew returns.
“Good work, men,” says the boss,
“However, we must wait until the other crew comes back to make sure that the reason they're delayed is not because of traffic or the truck breaking down.”
-- Clean Dumb Blonde Jokes --
“Ok,” say the
An hour passes, two hours pass, three hours.
Finally, at 8:30, the Blonde crew arrives.
All the group is flushed and breathing hard, as if they had just gone through harsh labor.
“What happened to you?
What took you so long?” asks the boss.
“What do you mean, 'what took so long'?
Do we get the job?”
“YOU get the job?
The men were back here HOURS ago!”
“Well, of course they were,” say the blondes.
"They only put the pole in half way!"