How MyLot can make you $120/day (I'm serious!)

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While I was in Santa Barbara, my friend told me how got scammed...sort of. Some dude approached him in a parking lot and said, "Hey man, cloudy head lights are dangerous. They account for (some BS statistic) of nighttime accidents on the road. I can clean your headlights for $60 in literally five minutes." My friend is both savvy and kind, so he said, "Heck no, but I like your pitch." Of course, the dude persevered, using the "door in the face" approach to sales. "Man, I'll do it for $40." My friend makes pretty good money, and was curious. "OK," he said. "But you have to tell me your secret." The guy whipped out some mystery liquid, wiped off my friend's headlights, did it a couple more times, and said, "Wa la!" (I'm assuming he didn't know the proper spelling is "Voila!") He then sprayed some sort of clear enamel over the lead lights to "lock in his work." My friend was amazed: The cloudiness really was gone. "OK, what's the mystery liquid?" he asked, laughing and reaching for his wallet. "It's (so and so), that you can get at the Dollar Tree!" the man laughed in return. The had a brief friendly conversation and parted. My friend went and bought the stuff, and told me he's going to do it on several of his friends' cars (sans the enamel), to "get his money back." We did it on my headlights, and it really does work! I had tried tooth paste (no success) and a couple of the other "miracle cloudy headlight cures" out there in internet land (no success), and this was the first one that actually worked. "To hell with being a psychologist, I said to my friend. I'm going to hang out in parking lots and clean peoples' headlights!" If I do three cars at $40, I can return to MyLot, progress notes, speaker restoration, guitar, and my normal jobs, knowing I've already made $120 that morning. Would you stoop to the level of "being that grubby guy in the Fry's parking lot, cleaning headlights"? I'm going to head to my Dollar Tree and see if I can find the stuff. Maybe I'll actually dress grubby (I do that most of the time anyway) and try it. Being a social psychologist, I can justify it by collecting data on who is nice, who is nasty, who actually lets me charge them $60 or $40, etc. I'll reveal the "mystery formula" once I get it. I forget what it's called, but I'll recognize it when I see it.