Oh no no no I’m a rocket man…
Blog Guy, my college career counselor sent me to you. He said you keep tabs on the most interesting and unusual new jobs out there, and I definitely want to try something different.
Glad to help. I was just reading an online recruiting ad for door-to-door RPG salesmen. The pay is good, and that sales sampler you carry on your back is a chick magnet.
Wait, Blog Guy. You actually go door-to-door selling those rocket propelled grenades like we see in news clips from Afghanistan? Is that even legal here?
It is in Arkansas, parts of Texas, and certain neighborhoods in Detroit. If you own a home near a noisy fraternity house or a karaoke bar, these little babies practically sell themselves.
Why does the salesman need to carry so many different kinds?
Variety. You’ve got your exploding shells, your tear gas, your white phosphorus, which are quite festive for the upcoming holidays…
Jeepers, I think I’ll try that! But I’d think I would have to cover a lot of territory on my sales route. Can I get from town to town quickly enough?
Not a problem.
A woman looks at a Thai soldier armed with rockets as she rides past on a motorcycle at the Thai border town of Mae Sot November 8, 2010. REUTERS/Chaiwat Subprasom