A blonde woman goes appliance shopping...

... and upon arrival at the department store, she decides to take advantage of a sale that she sees. She calls over an employee and points to the marked-down price.

"I'd like to buy this television," she says, batting her eyelashes.

"I'm truly very sorry, miss," the employee tells her, "but blondes are actually not allowed in our store."

"What kind of store doesn't allow blondes?!" the woman demands.

The employee shrugs. "The kind that only exists in jokes like this, I suppose."

"What?"

"Never mind," answers the employee. "You'll have to leave."

Frustrated and annoyed, the blonde woman visits her local hair salon and requests a brunette dye-job. Once it's finished, she returns to the store, walks directly to the advertised sale, and flags down the employee from before.

"Excuse me," she says, offering a sweet smile. "I would like to buy this television."

The employee rolls her eyes and sighs. "Most of the folks reading this were picturing me as a man until just now."

"*What?*" the blonde woman demands.

"Don't worry about it," the employee answers. "What's important is that blondes aren't allowed in this store. You were told this previously, and dying your hair isn't going to change that."

The blonde woman storms from the store, thoroughly irritated... but unwilling to lose. She decides to book an appointment with a plastic surgeon that very afternoon, and she tells the doctor that she wants a completely new face.

"By the way," the blonde woman asks the doctor, "are you a woman, by chance?"

"No, why?" the doctor asks.

"I was just checking."

After several weeks of healing, the blonde woman - now with an entirely altered appearance - revisits the department store. She is delighted to see that the sale is still going on, and she immediately catches the eye of the employee who had kicked her out.

"Hello!" the blonde woman says. "I want to buy this television!"

The employee squints her eyes, cocks her head, and purses her lips. "I'm sorry, miss," she replies, "but we *do not* allow blondes in here."

"Now, wait just a second!" the blonde woman shouts. "I dyed my hair, changed my clothes..."

"The joke didn't mention that part," the employee interrupts.

"*Shut up!* I even got plastic surgery to change my face! How the *hell* do you know that I'm a blonde?!"

The employee sighs and points. "Because that," she says, "is a microwave oven."