A blonde walks into a police station looking for a job.
The interviewing officer says, “What’s two plus two?” “Four,” she replies.
“Great; now, what’s the square root of 100?” “10,” she says.
“Excellent. Finally, can you tell me who killed Abraham Lincoln?” “I dunno,” was her response. He says, “Go home and think about it, and come back tomorrow.”
Her best friend calls her to see how it went. The blonde says, “Great, I got the job. Not only that, they already have me working on a murder case…”