The Salesman

A salesman checked into a futuristic motel. Realizing 
he needed a haircut before his meeting tomorrow, he 
called down to the desk clerk to ask if there was a 
barber on the premises. "I'm afraid not, sir," the clerk 
told him apologetically, "but down the hall from your 
room is a vending machine that cuts your hair like a 
barber does."

Skeptical but intrigued, the salesman located the
machine, inserted $15, and stuck his head into the 
opening, at which time the machine started to buzz 
and spin.

Fifteen seconds he pulled out his head and
surveyed his reflection, which reflected the best 
haircut of his life.

Two feet away was another machine with a sign 
that read, "Manicures $20." "Why not?" he 
thought. He paid the money, inserted his
hands into the slot, and the machine started
to buzz and spin. Fifteen seconds later he
pulled out his hands and they were perfectly
manicured.

The next machine had a sign that read,
"Machine provides a service men need when
away from Their Wives, 50 Cents."

He looked both ways, put fifty cents in the
machine, unzipped his fly, and with some
anticipation, stuck his manhood into the
opening.

When the machine started buzzing, he let out
a shriek of agony and almost passed out.
Fifteen seconds later it shut off.
With trembling hands, he was able to withdraw
his member... which now had a button
neatly sewn on the end.