... decided to leave NYC in search of a more lucrative market out west, and in doing so he's taking the side roads hoping to find a few menial jobs on the way to pay for his food, lodging and gas. He notices a sign posted at a rural mailbox cluster asking for a painter. He follows the sign up to the farmhouse and introduces himself while the farmer hands him a 5 gallon bucket of green paint and a 6-inch brush saying "I'll pay you $25 to paint the porch out back and I'll include a free home-cooked meal if you're done by lunch time." Of course the salesman can't refuse such an offer, and 90-minutes later he brings the bucket of paint and the brush up to the front porch and says "I'm all done, but that was a Ferrari out back and not a Porsche."