When I was younger I worked for a local electrician. It was OK for lots of reasons but the owner of the company is a racist nazi. In fact, I got fired for making anti-christian jokes, or pro jewish jokes. Many years later, I am doing some work for this guy and he doesn’t know it. At this point I’m just not sure what I am going to do. There are so many options.
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If your jokes were as bad as your writing is, I think it’s obvious what you should do.
Follow your true calling; become an internet commenter.
My biggest concern as a Privileged Whitey is that I might get audited. That’s an option, but don’t make it look too obvious.
What’s a “pro-Jewish joke?” Example?
If you were making anti-anybody jokes, then maybe you’re the jerk?
Unless you want to get fired again, I’d do your job and say thank you for the money
Get a job reconstructing Palestine. I hear they are just DYING for some new pro Jew jokes!
Q:How many jews does it take to change a light bulb? A:I don’t know, because jews are great! Also, boo christians! Man, that one kills at office parties.
In the real world, Aurelius, maybe we could be friends. In the virtual world, however, you seem to love to showcase your ignorance of the nuance of some very important matters. Matters, I might add, that only carry any weight if you buy into unjustified beliefs. Reconstructing Palestine? Seriously? You are clearly stuck on biblical prophecy. Provide(since the burden of proof is on the one making extraordinary claims) the proof that there is indeed a creator and back it up with evidence. It must be, by the way, verifiable and falsifiable. I guess that’s assuming you like to employ the scientific method. Evidence, please. Maybe you’re a troll and I read too much into your post. I’ll PRAY that’s not the case. Did you get that last bit of sarcasm?
Whatever you do, don’t invite him to your son’s bah mitzvah.
Knock Knock…
Who’s there?
Jew.
Jew who?
Jew looking good today baby!!!!
So this Jewish woman is walking down 5th Avenue in NYC. A flasher with a long coat appears in front of her. He opens his coat and shows off.
“Oy,” she says, “you call that a lining?”