He didn't stop there. Cletis began to work around the clock inventing practical products. Pretty soon his garage, kitchen, and living room were full of his wonderful inventions. He was right proud of a special scanner that he was sure he could sell to those big chain stores. He called the device "The Crap Scanner." It would allow customers to check the value of the
crap goods they wished to buy before going through check out.
Cletis knew women liked to watched plumbers at work. He knew they liked the way their tool belts caused their pants to slide down. To him, it was a no-brainer to create a special clock for them. The Butt Crack Clock was sure to be a big seller.
He was watching that horse race one Saturday and when the favorite horse pulled up lame. He was mad caused he had bet on Barbasol. Anyway, it gave him a great idea of a toy for the kids. It was an educational toy that could teach them what happens to horses that cannot race anymore and earn their keep. He was sure he could work out a deal with Elmers and Fisher Price, because those big companies can make more money on naming rights. He had seen his nieces and nephews playing with toy garages and those little pastel colored ponies, so he knew it would be a winner.
Yes sir, Cletis knew he was going to make a lot of money with his on-line catalog business venture. Now that he had some inventory to play with, all he had to do was to set up a catalog web site and list all his products.
The next day, a glum Cletis Clyde sat on his lawn chair by the side of the highway. It was a slow day. Only one car had stopped to look at his used hubcap collection, but they didn't buy anything. Cletis was a failed ex-entrepeneur before he even had a chance to become one. With all of his plans, he had forgotten one small detail -
he didn't have a computer!