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I was shooting the breeze with another sales associate on a typically slow Monday afternoon when a customer walked into the store. I gave him the once-over and could tell from his hound’s-tooth jacket, black turtleneck, gabardine slacks, and polished leather shoes that he obviously had good fashion sense, and wasn’t afraid to spend a large buck or two on clothing. So I whipped around a row of Hugo Boss suits, ahead of my colleague, and made first contact with the customer/commission.

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