The doughnut shop in town, when they first opened (third owners since we moved here in 2004), I went in to give them a little support. Husband-and-wife team, and judging from their ages, this was a second career for them.
I got there, and the arrangement seemed to be that hubby was making the doughnuts, and wifey was working the register. No other customers were in there when I showed up.
Doughnuts looked good, and I complimented her on them, and she said, "Mike <husband> says we need more business, and I should go out there and wash the windows or something," and she gave a...sexy?...little wiggle when she said that, meaning that maybe a little cheesecake outside would draw in some people driving by.
I should point out that Jimmy Saville, on his last day on earth, was a better looker than this woman ever was. I was taking a sip of the coffee I'd just ordered and it was all I could do to keep from spitting it all over.
Happy to say, though, they're still in business, they've hired help as they're both in their 70's, and their doughnuts are the best of the three who've owned it in our tenure.