A man and woman walk into a bar. The man drinks his beer in silence while the woman fields a number of cell phone calls. After one particularly heated exchange, the woman slams her phone on the bar and runs to the restroom, crying. The bartender asks the man, »what's wrong with her?« The man says, »She's the only trade consultant in town. She can't win; even if she keeps a handle on the government and the small owners, the associations blast 'er.«
