A seasoned door-to-door salesman was struggling to meet his quota, so he decided to pivot to a niche market: high-end, “gravity-defying” bras for young women.
He knocks on the door of a sorority house, and a fit young woman in her early twenties answers. He launches into his pitch with the confidence of a man who’s seen it all.
“Miss,” he says, holding up a lacy black number, “this isn’t just a bra. This is the ‘Engineer’s Dream.’ It uses structural integrity principles usually reserved for suspension bridges. It offers 360-degree support, moisture-wicking technology, and a ‘lift’ so significant it’s technically classified as a minor surgical procedure.”
The young woman looks unimpressed. “Honestly, I don’t really need all that. I’m pretty firm on my own.”
The salesman doesn’t miss a beat. He leans in and whispers, “Listen, kid. I’ve been in this game forty years. Right now, your chest is like a new startup: it’s high-growth, looking good, and pointing toward the future.”
He sighs and points a weathered finger at her. “But believe me, if you don’t invest in the infrastructure now… in twenty years, that startup is going to turn into a charity foundation.”
“A charity foundation?” she asks, confused.
“Yeah,” the salesman nods solemnly. “Because you’ll be giving it away to anyone low enough to pick it up.”😂
