An eager, but less than bright, young entrepreneur decides to

go into the painting business. So he wanders into the rich part

of town, paint brush in hand, and knocks at the door of a

large house.

"Good day, sir. I was wondering if you had any painting you

need done."

The owner of the house, a rich man by any standard, looks

speculatively at the painter. He perceives a vibrant

entrepreneurial spirit, which reminds him of his own ambition

in his younger days.

"Hmmm. Yes, I think my porch needs a coat or two of paint."

The eager young painter rushes off around the side of the house...

Several hours later, he returns to the front door, his clothes

dripping paint, and knocks again.

"Sir, I've finished! But I have to tell you, that wasn't a porch, it

was a Ferarri."

:withstupi