I was at Lowes this past weekend with a friend helping me pick up some lumber and a few other items.
As I walked by the paint department a thought came to me. So I figured I’d have some fun with the paint lady.
“How are you?” The woman behind the counter asked.
“I’m great…and yourself?”
“I’m fine thanks. Can I help you?” She asked.
“I‘m sure you can.” I answered.
“I’m an American patriot. I love the colors red, white and blue. I’m painting a room in my house so I’d like 2 gallons of red, white, and blue striped paint.”
“You’re kidding right?” She was smiling.
“No. I’d like to paint that room in red, white and blue stripes.”
My friend who knows me all too well was trying hard not to laugh.
“But there’s no way to make striped paint.” The paint lady told me.
“Why not?”
She grabs a chart and looks at it. Then says to me. “Look at this color chart. If you mix red, white and blue, you get this color.”
“But I don’t want that color.” I told her. “I want you to mix those colors and give me stripes.”
The paint lady looks at my friend and says. “Is he serious?”
“Oh he’s serious.” He answers.
She looks at me again and says.
“If I mix those three colors their going to blend together.”
And then she goes into a detailed explanation about colors. She really was trying hard to get me to understand that it’s impossible to make striped paint.
“Do you know what Neapolitan ice cream is?” I asked.
She hesitated for a moment, smiled, and answered. “Yes.”
“It’s 3 colors isn’t it? Strawberry, vanilla, and chocolate. Sure, it’s not striped ice cream, but the colors are all there separately. Pink, white, and brown.”
“Sir. I’m really confused.” She says.
“He does that to people.” My friend interjected.
“Why don’t you just buy separate gallons of red, white and blue paints…and paint the stripes on the wall.” She says all too seriously.
“Are you kidding me?” I answered. “That’s a lot of work.”
“Well I’m really sorry. But I can’t help you.” The paint lady answers.
I could tell she wanted me gone.
“Ok. Well thanks for your time. But I was just having some fun with you.” I told her.
“OMG!.” She says laughing. “You were so serious. I wasn’t quite sure how to answer you. But you made my day. Thanks!”
As I walked by the paint department a thought came to me. So I figured I’d have some fun with the paint lady.
“How are you?” The woman behind the counter asked.
“I’m great…and yourself?”
“I’m fine thanks. Can I help you?” She asked.
“I‘m sure you can.” I answered.
“I’m an American patriot. I love the colors red, white and blue. I’m painting a room in my house so I’d like 2 gallons of red, white, and blue striped paint.”
“You’re kidding right?” She was smiling.
“No. I’d like to paint that room in red, white and blue stripes.”
My friend who knows me all too well was trying hard not to laugh.
“But there’s no way to make striped paint.” The paint lady told me.
“Why not?”
She grabs a chart and looks at it. Then says to me. “Look at this color chart. If you mix red, white and blue, you get this color.”
“But I don’t want that color.” I told her. “I want you to mix those colors and give me stripes.”
The paint lady looks at my friend and says. “Is he serious?”
“Oh he’s serious.” He answers.
She looks at me again and says.
“If I mix those three colors their going to blend together.”
And then she goes into a detailed explanation about colors. She really was trying hard to get me to understand that it’s impossible to make striped paint.
“Do you know what Neapolitan ice cream is?” I asked.
She hesitated for a moment, smiled, and answered. “Yes.”
“It’s 3 colors isn’t it? Strawberry, vanilla, and chocolate. Sure, it’s not striped ice cream, but the colors are all there separately. Pink, white, and brown.”
“Sir. I’m really confused.” She says.
“He does that to people.” My friend interjected.
“Why don’t you just buy separate gallons of red, white and blue paints…and paint the stripes on the wall.” She says all too seriously.
“Are you kidding me?” I answered. “That’s a lot of work.”
“Well I’m really sorry. But I can’t help you.” The paint lady answers.
I could tell she wanted me gone.
“Ok. Well thanks for your time. But I was just having some fun with you.” I told her.
“OMG!.” She says laughing. “You were so serious. I wasn’t quite sure how to answer you. But you made my day. Thanks!”
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