Picking cherries

A while back, having been sacked from yet another teaching job I was flicking through the job pages looking for a job with as little responsibility as possible, when I saw an ad for a cherry picker.

Looking at the salary I could hardly believe my eyes, and called them immediately.

"Do you have a forklift licence?" was the first question they asked me.

"No," I replied, "but I used to pick my own strawberries as a child"

Turns out that a cherry picker is one of those hydraulic ladder things with the bucket on the end that you stand in that they use to lift people up to high places.

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