Wind Up Working in a Gas Station
An exchange from earlier today

Clerk 1: Can we ask you what you do for a living?

Me (setting soda on counter): Why?

Clerk 2: Because you look like someone I know that runs a salon.

Me (the HELL?!?): Ah, I see. Well, that's close. I work in scarves.

Clerk 1: Scarves? Like, you make scarves?

Clerk 2: Like for the winter time?

Me (heh): No no no. I work IN scarves. I'm an exotic dancer. Are you familiar with the Dance of the Seven Veils?

Clerk 1 and 2: ...

Me: Bye