Three men

Three men met on a nude beach. Two of the three men were happy, but the third was sad.

The three men broke into a conversation. The topic eventually reached the men’s jobs, and why they were at the beach.

“I’m a construction worker,” said the first man. “All year long I toil in the sun in very heavy clothes, so this seemed like the perfect vacation for me. If I can relax and do it naked, that’s a win-win.”

“I’m an accountant,” said the second man. “I just like how everyone here is dressed exactly the same.”

The first two men turned to the third, sad man. “What do you do?” they asked.

“I’m a pickpocket,” said the third man. “My doctor sent me here.”