Spineless

I've always been a firm believer that the best time to look for a new job is when you don't need a new job. Though I'm happy with what I'm doing now, I've learned that the only way to move ahead is to look out for yourself. Which may explain why I'm with my sixth company in ten years.
To that end, I get daily updates from monster.com about what else is available in the market. It keeps me up to date on which companies are hiring and, sometimes, the salary range for comparable jobs.
I got a listing today that I thought was interesting:
Field Sales Specialist for Spinal Surgery
How great would it be if this was a door-to-door sales position?
"Excuse me Miss, I hate to bother you, but our warehouse just received an overstock of spines and we're prepared to offer them at below sticker price, including installation."
"I'm listening..."
"Well, ma'am, these are the finest spines on the market. No scoliosis in the lot. These are guaranteed not to rust, rupture, or leak in the first five years or your money back. Our fine surgeons will have you and your family in and out in about an hour. It's very similar to getting new glasses, except for it's excruiating."
"It sounds like a good deal, but I should talk to my husband about it first..."
"Ma'am, I don't mean to be rude, but I have plenty of other people who are interested in these spines. If you don't want them, then I'll just say good day to you and be on my way..."
"No, no! Wait. I'll take four!"
"Excellent!"
See, that's how they getcha. Lousy fast-talkin' spine swindlers.