This woman is a new clerk at a local sex shop and it is her first day on the job. Her boss decides that she can handle the lunch hour rush and leaves to see his hoochie he is having an affair with. With the boss gone, the first customer comes through the door - a black woman. She says, "What's that up there?" Well, the clerk turns and tells her that that is a white dildo and it will cost her $10. The black woman agrees saying she has never 'had' white before. Next, a white woman comes in and asks how much the black dildo is on the wall. The clerk tells her it is extra large and it will cost her $20. The white woman agrees to the purchase saying that she has never 'had' black before. Lastly, a blonde walks in and asks what the silver thing on the wall is and how much it costs. The clerk says what silver thing aare you talking about? The blonde points to it way up on the top shelf. The clerk tells her - Oh that! - that it is a very special silver dildo and will cost you $100. The blonde agrees to the purchase claiming to never have had silver before. Now, after lunch the boss returns from his exploits and asks the clerk how she did. When she tells him she made $130 in sales - he says - that's great, but what the heck did you sell for $130???
The clerk replies; "I sold a white dildo for $10, a black dildo for $20 and your thermos for $100..............

When the store manager returned from lunch, he noticed his clerk's hand was bandaged, but before he could ask about the bandage, the clerk said he had some very good news for him.
"Guess what, sir?" the clerk said. "I finally sold that terrible, ugly suit we've had so long!"
"Do you mean that repulsive pink-and-blue double-breasted thing?" the manager asked.
"That's the one!"
That's great!" the manager cried, "I thought we'd never get rid of that
monstrosity! That had to be the ugliest suit we have ever had! But tell me. Why is your hand bandaged?"
"Oh," the clerk replied, "after I sold the guy that suit,his guide dog bit me."

John was a clerk in a small drugstore, but he was not much of a salesman. He could never find the item the customer wanted. Bob, the owner, had had enough and warned John that the next sale he missed would be his last. Just then a man came in coughing. He asked John for their best cough syrup. Try as he might John could not find the cough syrup. Remembering his boss' warning he sold the man a box of Ex-Lax and told him to take it all at once. The customer did as John said and then walked outside and leaned against a lamppost. Bob had seen the whole thing and came over to ask John what had transpired. "He wanted something for his cough, but I couldn't find the cough syrup. So, I substituted Ex-Lax and told him to take it all at once," John explained. "Ex-Lax?!! That won't cure a cough!" Bob shouted angrily. "Sure it will!" John said, pointing at the man leaning on the lamp post. "Just look at him. He's afraid to cough!"