Oh goody. You get assigned a prostitute based on her seniority?
Barb in Los Angeles
That reminds me of a story.
A hardcore union man walks into a whorehouse. He goes up to the madame, asks how much for the really cute girl standing in the corner, and the madame tells him $300 for an hour. He asks if the house is unionized, and when the woman says no, he stomps out, yelling "I ain't staying in no nonunion whorehouse".
He walks down the street to another brothel, where he notices that there is union bug on the sign. He asks the cigar smoking, beefy goombah at the counter if the house is unionized and how much services cost. The goombah replies "Why yes, it is. Our girls are $300 for an hour."
Pleased, the union man hauls out his wallet and hands over his money, looking happily in anticipation at a line of young and nubile Teamster beauties. Out from behind the line steps an old crone, warty, heavyset, pasty, with varicose veins and false teeth, smiling at him and beckoning with a withered claw.
"B-b-b-but whats this about?", he sputters to the goombah. "That's Gert", says the goombah, taking the cigar out of his mouth. She's got seniority. You got a problem with that?"