Cliff: Hey, weren't you supposed to have a painting job today?
Norm: You're right, Cliffie, I did, but I screwed it up. Turns out I was supposed to show up yesterday. So they went ahead and hired somebody else. Like they couldn't open the restaurant a damn day later.
Cliff: Well, you know, you might be the world's greatest house painter... although who would know the difference? But, you know, as a businessman, you really leave a lot to be desired, you know. You haven't had a job in three months.
Norm: Cliff, you're absolutely right. I could do something about that. Or I could sit right here and feel sorry for myself and nurse this beer all day. And since I'm already here...