Census taker
An elderly man was sitting on his porch, when a young man walked up with a pad and pencil in his hand.
"What are you selling young man," he asked.
"I'm not selling anything," the young man said. "I'm a census taker."
"A what?" the elder man asked.
"A census taker. We are trying to find out how many people are in Great Britain."
"Well," the man answered.
"What are you selling young man," he asked.
"I'm not selling anything," the young man said. "I'm a census taker."
"A what?" the elder man asked.
"A census taker. We are trying to find out how many people are in Great Britain."
"Well," the man answered.
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