After we called for help with our backed-up sewage system, a man in a large truck arrived to pump out the septic tank. As he proceeded with the dirty and difficult task, my mother made small talk. Then he asked her, "What does your husband do for a living?"
"He's a car salesman," she replied.
"Oh," said the serviceman with a sympathetic look. "Well, I guess someone has to do it."
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