A blonde begged her friend at the highway department for a job, any job at all.
“Sure,” he said, “I can’t seem to keep people who paint the lines down the center of the roads. Will you paint stripes?”
The blonde agreed and began work immediately. The first day the blonde painted 5 miles of stripes. The next day the blonde painted three miles. But on the third day she only painted one mile of stripes.
The supervisor took the blonde aside and asked what was wrong. “You worked so hard and painted so fast the first couple of days. Why are you working so slow now?”
The blonde replied, “The bucket keeps getting farther away.”