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A lot of mythology originates from someone's dad or older brother or uncle messing with them.
Let's examine the myth that you'll find a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. There isn't an end to a rainbow, someone was messing with a kid and it got passed on. It's like sending the new kid at work to go down to the basement or go ask for a long weight.
When I worked at a pizza place it was the 'dough patch kit'
When I worked on airplanes it was exhaust samples and the id-10-t form.
When I worked with fiber optic cables it was the fiber stretcher.
When I worked as a mechanic it was blinker fluid. When I worked as a chef it was the bucket of steam.
You gotta have the check as well
"The boss sent me for striped paint"
"Oh you need to go back and ask him if he wants horizontal or vertical"
In the printing business back in the day, it was a paper stretcher. Or a jar of halftone dots.