The next Donald Trump...

Is a twenty something woman that sold me a pair of shoes today:

I go to the shoe store at lunch (buy one, get one half off even on the clearance stuff!), and I try on a pair of size 12 Converse quasi casual shoe. They seem fine, so I grab a set of Hurley slip ons, also size twelve and start to head out the door.

I'm waiting and looking at the Converse shoe and I notice that the tag on the tongue says 'US size 13, UK Size 12, Eur 41.whatever, while the box clearly says 12.

I ask the not quite smokin hot but well beyond mildly attractive girl behind the counter about it, and she tells me:

'We had a problem with some of those. They were mislabeled on the shoe, but came in the right boxes. We checked them all to make sure.'

She's looking at the shoe when she says this.

She looks up, looks me dead in the eye and says:

'If they fit, isn't a bigger shoe size better for men?'

Wrap 'em up dear!

Stud.

Not sure. Bet she wouldn't have offered to help me try 'em on again!