Many years ago when one of my best mates left school (I stayed on to do my A levels) he went to Whitakers sports department (which was down stairs in the basement I seem to remember) to buy himself a set of tungsten darts (which were quite pricy back then!).
He asked - or was offered (I can't remember now) to have a practice with them before he bought.
He lined himself up, threw his dart and hit the bull.
He said these would be fine and bought them.
He obviously impressed the salesman - expensive darts, bulls eye first throw, his cockiness and chat, etc, that they got talking, learnt he'd just left school, that there was a vacancy as a junior in the section and would he be interested - which he was and started there the following Monday!
He was a bit of a character as you possibly might have gathered!
The thing that made me laugh though was he told me that he had aimed for the treble 20 and hit the bull instead!
He said he didn't want to throw another arrow as he knew he couldn't possibly do that again if he chucked another 100 darts at the board!
The salesman obviously thought my mate was a good sportsman (in fact he was - not at darts though!) and had a bit of something about him and took a punt on him.
My mate stuck it for a year or so - the pay wasn't good, and ended up working in the Town Hall for a few years until he had yet another career change!
I lost touch with him when I moved down south but hope he is still going strong and his darts have improved by now!