He graduated cum Laud from the mental institution that can’t seem to know who to spell out “Why”.
The only job he could capture was to paint the yellow stripes on the highway. His first day he painted 10 miles. The second day he only painted 5. His boss, seeing how he was getting slower decided to give him a day off, thinking that he needed a rest. When he came back the next day, he only painted 1/2 mile.
His now discouraged boss came up to him one day and said, “Excuse me, but why have you been painting less and less each day, even after I gave you a day off?”
“Simple,” he answered, "I’ve been getting farther away from the paint can!