A blonde decides she’s tired of people assuming she’s not smart, so she vows to prove everyone wrong by getting a prestigious job. After some soul-searching, she decides to become a rocket scientist. She walks into NASA and says, “Hi!
I’d like to apply for a job as a rocket scientist!”
The receptionist, a bit surprised, tries to be polite. “Do you have a background in aerospace engineering?”
She smiles confidently. “Nope!
But I watched Apollo 13 three times, and I built a baking soda volcano in 8th grade.”
The receptionist, trying to suppress a laugh, says, “Well, maybe you’d like to take our basic aptitude test?”
“Bring it on,” the blonde says, pulling out a sparkly pen. She sits down for the test. An hour later, the examiner comes out looking confused.
“Um… Miss, you answered every question with ‘C’.”
She beams. “Exactly! Because C stands for Correct!”
They gently tell her she didn’t pass the test, and she storms out, furious.
Determined not to give up, she decides to prove her intelligence in another way. She opens up her own blonde detective agency. Her slogan?
“We find stuff… eventually.”
Her first client walks in, saying his wife’s cat has gone missing. The blonde detective nods seriously, puts on sunglasses, and says, “This is clearly a case of… feline evasion.”
She sets out, questioning squi
What happened next changed everything…
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