>Headaches
>
>Joe was moderately successful in the career, but as he got older he was
>increasingly hampered by incredible headaches.  When his personal hygiene
>and love life started to suffer, he sought medical help.  After being
>referred from one specialist to another, he finally came across a doctor
>who solved the problem.  "The good news is I can cure your headaches. .
>."
>
>"The bad news is that it will require castration.  You have a very rare
>condition which causes your testicles to press up against the base of
>your spine.  The pressure creates one hell of a headache.  The only way
>to
>relieve the pressure is to remove the testicles."
>
>Joe was shocked and depressed.  He wondered if he had anything to live
>for.
>He decided he had no choice but to go under the knife.
>
>When he left the hospital, his mind was clear, but he felt like he was
>missing an important part of himself.  As he walked down the street, he
>realized that he felt like a different person.  He could make a new
>beginning and live a new life.
>
>He walked past a men's clothing store and thought, "That's what I need: a
>new suit."  He entered the shop and told the salesman, "I'd like a new
>suit."  The salesman eyed him briefly and said, "Let's see . . .size 44
>long.
>
>Joe laughed, "That's right, how did you know?"
>
>"It's my job," replied the salesman.
>
>Joe tried on the suit. It fit perfectly.  As Joe admired himself in the
>mirror, the salesman asked, "How about a new shirt?"
>
>Joe thought for a moment and then said, "Sure . . ."
>The salesman eyed Joe and said, "Let's see. . .34 sleeve and . . . 16
>and a half neck"
>
>Joe was surprised, "That's right, how did you know?"
>
>"It's my job."
>
>Joe tried on the shirt, and it fit perfectly. As Joe adjusted the collar
>in the mirror, the salesman asked, "How about new shoes?"
>
>Joe was on a roll and said, "Sure . . ."
>The salesman eyed Joe's feet and said, "Let's see. . .9 and a half C."
>
>Joe was astonished, "That's right, how did you know?"
>
>"It's my job."
>
>Joe tried on the shoes and they fit perfectly.  Joe walked comfortably
>around the shop and the salesman asked, "How about a new hat?"
>Without hesitating, Joe said, "Sure . . "  The salesman eyed Joe's head
>and said, "Let's see. . .7 5/8."
>
>Joe was incredulous, "That's right, how did you know?"
>
>"It's my job."
>
>The hat fit perfectly. Joe was feeling great.   The salesman asked,
>"How about some new underwear?"
>
>Joe thought for a second and said, "Sure . . "
>The salesman stepped back, eyed Joe's waist and said, "Let's see. . .
> size 36."
>
>Joe laughed, "No, I've worn size 34 since I was 18 years old."
>
>The salesman shook his head, "You can't wear a size 34. It would press
>your
>testicles up against the base of your spine and give you one hell of a
>headache."
>
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