A young Bulgarian peasant girl of fourteen went to work in a broom factory. After two months, she gave the boss two-weeks notice. The boss was quite unhappy to let her go since she was hardworking and doing a good job.
He called her into his office, and asked her why she was leaving.
"Oh, it is nothink, I just want to kvit that's all," she said sullenly.
"Look, I'll give you a raise," he offered.
"No, but thank you," she said.
"You can't just quit like that. There must be a reason. Tell me.""Okay if you must know," said the girl, and she took off her underwear and pointed to her pubic hair, "Look! I haven't had this before, it's the broom's bristles, I tell you!"
Tickled by her innocence, the boss also took off his underwear and showed his, explaining, "My dear, it's nature. Look I have it too...."
"Oh no!" the girl cried, "I can't wait two weeks, I quit now! Not only do you have the bristles, but you've grown the handle as well!"