In a development that added insult to consumer-satisfaction injury, I'd soon discover that the nozzle on this spraycan is a Contraption of Infuriation that rivals the Grand Champions of Horrible Nozzles, the nefarious late-model Blitz monsters:
I apologize to the engineers who designed these contraptions if they're fans of Machine Design and are reading this. After all, you probably faced innumerable challenges and design constraints when tasked with developing what we engineers call a "liquid pourer" fancy enough to pass Portable Fuel Container Manufacturers Association muster. In fact, I have no idea how such unholy designs come into being. If anyone has some insight, please share.
Anyway, my own nozzle problems with the Rustoleum can became apparent only after I had carefully taped off all my rusty grill's shiny steel parts, sanded the rust away, and determined that I should wrap up the job up within the next couple hours, as there was rain on the horizon.
In short, a genius somewhere decided that some spraycans should have complicated caps with triggers that rock back to shoot like guns, instead of the normal mash-down-valve-to-shoot style of spraycan nozzle. Who knows, maybe they wanted to appeal to gun lovers.
This is what my work area looked like after I tried to use said spraycan — and it exploded:
The situation was actually worse than it looks, as the majority of black paint exploded onto my person. But I wiped myself off with paint thinner and resumed the project ... first by doing an autopsy on the offending contraption:
In the end, I finished the job by fitting the spraycan with a nozzle harvested from another (normally equipped) can of spraypaint. The nozzle wasn't an exact fit because this industry doesn't standardize nozzles — clearly — so I wrapped the can with a rag as I sprayed.
Sometimes in design, less is more.