2LaneCruzer
Epic Contributor
I used to paint houses when I was in college. We had all kinds! And I do mean all kinds. I've seen guys sign on and want an advance at lunch break. Many on welfare, would work a few weeks in the Summer (I assume secretly for a little bit of beer money) and quit for the Winter. I've seen middle aged men who couldn't drive or identify a particular car (been in prison for a loooong time) and couldn't remember the lie they told the next day. I've seen guys who never came back to work the next day because they were in prison for robbery.
My boss, thank goodness, was the consummate professional. He could paint a refrigerator and make it look like it was made from Oak, including the knots, and could color match from scratch any color in any ugly wall paper.
My boss, thank goodness, was the consummate professional. He could paint a refrigerator and make it look like it was made from Oak, including the knots, and could color match from scratch any color in any ugly wall paper.