A dedicated shop steward was at a convention in Las Vegas and decided
to check out the local brothels.

When he got to the first one, he asked the madame, Is this
a union house?

No, Im sorry it isnt.

Well, if I pay you $100, what cut do the girls get?

The house gets $80 and the girls get $20.

Mightily offended at such unfair dealings, the man stomped
off down the street in search of a more equitable shop.

His search continued as long as you want to draw things out,
until finally he reached a brothel where the madame said, Why yes,
this is a union house.

And if I pay you $100, what cut do the girls get?

The girls get $80 and the house gets $20.

Thats more like it! the man said. He looked around the
room and pointed to a stunningly attractive redhead. Id like her
for the night.

Im sure you would, sir, said the madame, gesturing to a
fat fifty-year-old woman in the corner, but Ethel here has seniority.