Rejection Letters

Dear Sir: A few days ago, you phoned us about the job you
applied for with our company, and we told you that you did not
get the job. However, we are now writing to inform you that you
did not get the job. We wanted to make sure you understood that.

Sincerely,
Personnel Department

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Dear Sir:

Congratulations! You got the job! That is probably what you were
hoping this letter would say. But it doesn’t, because you didn’t.

Sincerely,
Human Recourses

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Dear Sir:

You recently applied for a position with us, but you did not get
it, as we have informed you by phone and by mail. However, we
have not heard back from you that you completely understand that
you failed to get the job. Please call or write and let us know
that you realize that you are not employed by us in any way, and
never will be.

Sincerely,
Personnel Department

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Dear Sir:

Please be advised that the person we hired instead of you has
been promoted to department manager, and he has asked us to
inform you that, should a position open up, he would not hire
you.

Sincerely,
Personnel Department

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Dear Sir:

Would you consider taking a job for less pay than we originally
discussed, even though we would never offer you such a job?

Sincerely,
Personnel

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Dear Sir:

If it is any consolation, we feel that if we had hired you, by
now we would have been forced to let you go.

Sincerely,
Human Recources

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Dear Sir:

We are writing to find out what kind of carpeting and curtains
you want in your new office. . . . Wait, we made a mistake.
You’re the wrong person. Oh, well, we’re going to go ahead and
send this letter to you anyway.

Sincerely,
Personnel Department

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Dear Sir:

Could you report for work first thing Monday morning, if you had
a job? Just curious.

Sincerely,
Personnel Department

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Dear Sir:

While updating our file of job applications, yours was folded
into a paper airplane and was accidentally sailed out the
window. Would you mind filling out the enclosed application and
mailing it back to us in the shape of an airplane?

Sincerely,
Personnel Department

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Dear Sir:

It has come to our attention that an employee in our department
has been sending you unauthorized and inappropriate letters. We
have told him not only that he is fired but that we are hiring
you in his place. He left here in an uproar, swearing that he
was “going to find (you) and crush (your) head like a walnut.”
(Some of us think he said “like a peanut,” but most think he
said “walnut.”) If he shows up at your apartment, please explain
to him that we were just kidding; we would never hire you.

Sincerely,
Personnel Department

Kick the cat

Little boy had a bad day at school, stomping through the yard he kicks the cow, after a few more steps he kicks a pig.

His mother watching said ” Young man, just for that you don’t get any beef or pork for a week!”

Just then his father comes up to the porch, going up the steps the dad kicks the cat.

The little boy turns to his mother and asks, “Are you going to tell him or should I??

Submitted by Curtis

Parrot from the Whore House

A woman went into a pet store, saw a parrot, and asked to buy
it. The man at the counter said, “I don’t think you want that
one, it used to live in a whore house.” The woman replied, “I
don’t care I’ll take it.” She brought the parrot home and the
parrot said, “New house, new master.”

The woman’s daughter came home and the woman said, “I got us a
parrot.” The parrot said, “New house, new master, new whores.”

The woman’s husband came home and the woman said, “Honey I got
us a parrot.” The parrot said, “New house, new master, new
whores, hi George!”

Tim Buck Two

At the finals of the National Poetry Competition the two finalist were an
unlikely pair. Finalist number one was a Harvard educated professor of
literature and the winner of several previous competitions. Finalist number two
was a young Marine Lcpl. from the hills of West Virginia who needed help filling
out the entry form.
The final round consisted of each competitor being given the same word and
having thirty seconds to complete a verse, using the word.
The Professor went first. The Judge said, ” The final word this year is
‘Timbuktu'” The Prof. started thinking. Ten seconds went by. Twenty seconds.
The crowd became nervous. After twenty eight seconds the Prof. began,
“Across the hot Sahara sand,
Trekked the dusty caravan.
Men on camels, two by two,
Destination- Timbuktu.”
The crowd went wild, there was no way that the Hillbilly Marine would ever top
that.
The Lcpl. was brought on stage. The judge gave the word, “Timbuktu.”
The young Lcpl. looked to the sky, he thought for 10-15 seconds, stepped up to
the microphone, cleared his throat, and began,
“Tim ‘en me, a-hunting went,
Met three girls in a pop-up-tent,
They was three and we was two,
So, I bucked one and Tim Buck Two!”

Jaimito era un gamberro en

Jaimito era un gamberro en clase. La maestra era ciega. Un d�a enfadada le mando a todo el mundo a raparse la cabeza. Jaimito penso: “C�mo me voy a rapar la cabeza con mi cabello tan bonito como lo tengo.”

Entonces tuvo una idea. Al d�a siguiente la maestra empez� a tocar las cabezas de los ni�os y todas estaban correctas, pero cuando lleg� a Jaimito, Jaimito le puso el culo para que lo tocara y la maestra exclam�:

“�Muy bien, Jaimito y con la raya en medio!”

6 years from now

A motorist, driving by a Texas ranch, hit and killed a calf that was crossing the road.

The driver went to the owner of the calf and explained what had happened.

He then asked what the animal was worth.

“Oh, about $200 today,” said the rancher. “But in six years it would have been worth $900. So $900 is what I’m out.”

The motorist sat down and wrote out a check and handed it to the farmer. “Here,” he said, “is the check for $900. It’s postdated six years from now.”

Submitted by Calamjo
Edited by Yisman

Purchasing the shoes

A shoeseller meets a mathematician and complains that he does not know what size shoes to buy. “No problem,” says the mathematician, “there is a simple equation for that,” and he shows him the Gaussian normal distribution. The shoeseller stares some time at het equation and asks, “What is that symbol?” “That is the Greek letter pi.” “What is pi?” “That is the ratio between the circumference and the diameter of a circle.” Upon this the shoeseller cries out: “What does a circle have to do with shoes?!”