The local paper in Delhi carries

The local paper in Delhi carries an advert for a job opening for a male for the post of 'ladies pubic hair shaver'.

Santa Singh rings up the number shown, and the man answers the phone asks him some questions.

'First things first,' he says. 'Are you single?'

'Oh yes,' says the applicant.

'That's good,' says the man, 'we've had a lot of trouble in the past with people who are married. Their wives get annoyed. Now, secondly, do you have a current ten-year passport?'

'Yes,' says the young applicant.

'Brilliant,' says the man. 'Often we find that people have a problem with travelling all over the globe for shaving young models who travel to different countries.

'Oh no, not me,' says Santa. 'I love to travel.'

'Great,' says the man. 'And what about supermodels? Do you think you'd have a problem getting close to beautiful women like Aishwarya, Sushmita? Apart from shaving them, you might even have to party with them and keep them company. How would you deal with that?'

'I'd be fine,' says the applicant.

'I love talking to women and I don't think I'd be intimidated.'

'Excellent,' says the man. 'Now, what about the shaving of the most private parts of a woman? Would you get flustered peeling bikini bottoms off beautiful women, foaming them up and shaving their pubic regions? This sort of intimacy can sometimes make a man nervous.'

'No way,' says Santa Singh. 'I have no problem with nudity or intimacy with gorgeous women. I'd be both discreet and charming.'

'Well,' says the man, 'you sound as if you could be just right for the job. I'll send you a rail-ticket for Kanyakumari.'

'Is that where my first job is?' asks Santa very excited.

'Oh no,' says the man. 'That's where the queue for the interviews starts!'