A woman brought a picture into a frame shop to be framed.
"I have just the thing," the shopkeeper said. He disappeared into the back room and returned with several frames. "Which one would you like?" he asked.
"The burgundy one," the woman answered.
Thinking about how it would be fastened to a wall, the shopkeeper turned the frame over, studied the back and said to the woman, "Do you want a screw for this frame?"
The woman gasped and bellowed, "What kind of girl do you think I am?!"