A woman walks into a designer dress store, trying to get a job...

She walks up to the manager and says, "I'm the best damn salesperson you could ever have! I want a job."

The manager, admiring her moxie, says, "That's wonderful, but *any*one can just *say* they're the best."

Without missing a beat, the woman says, "Give me anything. It'll be done in an hour, promise. I do whatever it takes to make a sale."

Overstaffed, but willing to humor her claims, the manager steps to the back, returning with the ugliest, gaudiest designer piece she has. "This is one our most expensive pieces and was on the rack for the last six months. It's gone through two clearance sales and not a *single* person here - myself included - has been able to sell it. You have until the end of the shift."

An hour later, the woman walks straight into the managers office, slaps down a sales receipt and says, "I told you. *No one* can resist my pitch!"

The manager is flabbergasted. Taking the note in hand, she says, "My God! How on *Earth* did you sell that atrocity?"

"Please," the woman says, "selling it was the easy part. The hard part was strangling her seeing eye dog without her noticing."