Thursday, April 29, 2004
Vinegar House
So on Monday we did a good thing. Teflon's personal trainer Chris was closing on his 1st house and had decided it had to be painted THAT NIGHT. So he put the call out to get help painting. We get there at 8:30PM and we're the only ones there besides him and his future in-laws.
The inlaws are busy re-cleaning the kitchen (I swear I watched them clean out the fridge 3 times).
One other friend of his shows up and we start taping. We get the living room done and it gets painted. We start taping the hallways when I find that the father in-law has already started painting on the surface that should not have been painted.
At some point I realize there's a language barrier, as only the friend can communicate with them in Vietnamise. So, of course he leaves.
While taping the baseboards in the foyer, the mother in-law sits on a chair and is just staring at me & Teflon. Knowing I have on my loosest pants and that I'm already bent over, I procede to show her my best "plumber's smile", while whispering to Teflon "cheese" and giggling uncontrolably.
So the in-laws go upstairs to rest after not doing anything and it's just the 3 of us taping before the painting can start.
Meanwhile in the basement is a 50 gallon wooden cask filled with vinegar. The previous owner's son is down there alone emptying it. At some point he shouts "shit!" and there's this huge crash. So I do what is expected in a situation like that, I start laughing. Turns out he's using a 2 gallon glass jar to transfer the vinegar into a 10 gallon glass jar and he's just broken the 10 gallon glass jar, getting @ 8 gallons of vinegar on the floor. And no mop. I'll post pictures.
We left at 12:30 and had only finished taping the house, whereas Chris had decided to keep going. It was Monday night, what did he expect?
So on Monday we did a good thing. Teflon's personal trainer Chris was closing on his 1st house and had decided it had to be painted THAT NIGHT. So he put the call out to get help painting. We get there at 8:30PM and we're the only ones there besides him and his future in-laws.
The inlaws are busy re-cleaning the kitchen (I swear I watched them clean out the fridge 3 times).
One other friend of his shows up and we start taping. We get the living room done and it gets painted. We start taping the hallways when I find that the father in-law has already started painting on the surface that should not have been painted.
At some point I realize there's a language barrier, as only the friend can communicate with them in Vietnamise. So, of course he leaves.
While taping the baseboards in the foyer, the mother in-law sits on a chair and is just staring at me & Teflon. Knowing I have on my loosest pants and that I'm already bent over, I procede to show her my best "plumber's smile", while whispering to Teflon "cheese" and giggling uncontrolably.
So the in-laws go upstairs to rest after not doing anything and it's just the 3 of us taping before the painting can start.
Meanwhile in the basement is a 50 gallon wooden cask filled with vinegar. The previous owner's son is down there alone emptying it. At some point he shouts "shit!" and there's this huge crash. So I do what is expected in a situation like that, I start laughing. Turns out he's using a 2 gallon glass jar to transfer the vinegar into a 10 gallon glass jar and he's just broken the 10 gallon glass jar, getting @ 8 gallons of vinegar on the floor. And no mop. I'll post pictures.
We left at 12:30 and had only finished taping the house, whereas Chris had decided to keep going. It was Monday night, what did he expect?
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