The Painter’s Wife

A Fun Little Story of Why Jeremy is Your Best Choice for a High Detail Paint Job

 

I am a professional screw-er. Now, before you jump to conclusions, get your minds out of the gutter while I explain.

My husband and I started a painting company several years ago. Because our core principles were based on integrity, quality and gratitude, we decided to name the company Paintegrity.  In case you can’t tell, the name has the words paint and integrity all rolled into one. FYI, it’s pronounced paint-egrity, not pain-tegrity, as some who’s names shall not be mentioned have snickered about.

On the day I became a professional screw-er, Jeremy was working on a huge job in Portland. He spent the previous Saturday working sixteen hours, and Sunday working twenty. So, on Monday, in need of some relief, he requested my help on the job site for the week.

I love to get the opportunity to work on the job sites. I get to put on a pair of Jeremy’s painter’s whites, my own Paintegrity tee, and hang out with the crew. They rarely allow me to handle a paint brush, probably because of some valid reason like being scared I’ll knock the bucket over or splatter paint all over a beautiful trim job, so I am usually assigned the very prominent task of crap-picker-upper.

But this day was different. This day, trust was placed in my hands in the form of a screw driver. After receiving ridiculously detailed instructions from Jeremy, I spent the better portion of that Monday screwing on face plates to various light switches and electrical outlets around the house, and boy were there a lot of them!

How can you have detailed instructions about screwing in face plates? Isn’t it a simple matter of putting the screw in and twisting the screw driver? Not these ones. First, I had to sort them into the different colors to match the different areas of the house. Second, I was not to scratch the paint on the screws, and third, I had to line the screws up in a perfect vertical line.

It was a slow go at the beginning, but by the end of the day, I could handle a screwdriver with precision. I put the screw on the tip, held the handle with my right (twisting hand), and cupped my left hand around the screwdriver to steady it as I screwed.

This is why my husband is the best at whatever he does, because even a small, seemingly insignificant detail such as a screw must be flawless. So, although all I really did on that job was twist that screwdriver, at the end of the day, back aching, exhausted and smelling manlier than I prefer, I was able to look on my little piece of perfection with a sense of pride and accomplishment.

The next time you need your home painted, please consider Paintegrity, consider Jeremy. The pride Jeremy puts behind his work, and the detail which goes into it is truly unparalleled in the painting industry.

This isn’t to say that he never makes mistakes, but on the rare occasion a mistake happens, he makes it right, even if it means losing his shirt in the process. He is not the cheapest, he can’t be. He doesn’t know how to do a sub-par job. But he is always fair, and without fail, goes above and beyond.

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