Moving from home.

Painting job

3;11

After having breakfast I went back outside and started going about my painting business again, I asked a woman from a shoe store and the same result she kindly declined stating she already had her house repainted , needless to say it wasn't an easy business, since I guess everyone didn't need their structures painted, so I stopped walking and stretched down to place my stuff to the ground, 'well, I guess everyone doesn't need a painter, I said, 'this is a lot tougher then I thought, eventually luck seemed on my side, when a man, he seemed to be rich as he wore a monocle and offered to pay me five bucks in advance if I paid his fence, I was ecstatic, my first customer, what a break.

'Of course sir,; I said, 'where do you need me and when I will be there before you know it,' the guy smiled at me, he kindly told me his location and said he simply needed me to paint his wall, which was on the verge of losing some of it's color, when I got there I could tell what he meant, it was a simple small sized house, looked like a barn from a certain point of view, the rooftop was square sized and flat looking, the front door was wide open, with both it's doors having large lined planks, there was hay inside possibly used to feed his animals and around it was painted orange originally, I was currently looking at the area he was talking to me about, on the wall to the right, it was slowly cracking, there was some paint falling to the ground and it looked like some were peeling off, 'I have a ladder to help you climb some of the unreachable area,' he said, 'I will help hold it for you, while your climbing up each one,' he offered, I was appreciated of it, ' I'll do it,' I said, with that the man paid me in advance before I even started, these were pure dollar bill, I had never gotten something like this cash so easily, it almost made me feel spoiled, so as promised I painted the mans house like I said I would, it took a long while for me to finish, due to most of the dry paint coming off so easily, I think the enjoyment of it is what made it easier for me, once I was done painting one half I climbed up the ladder carefully and resumed doing that part, then when I was done I would have the owner take me to another part and finish that, before we knew it, in the next few minutes I had completed painting the whole wall.

I felt satisfied, my first paint job and I have managed to not only get paid and a customer but also get a satisfying piece of work done, my eyes the glanced to everywhere else where I could see was still orange, I was feeling somewhat giddy and nice and offered to help paint the rest of the farm free of charge since he was so nice to me, the guy was surprised by this and asked if I was sure, I nodded, and so with that I continued to paint the rest of the house, I would move the ladder to one end, then shove the paintbrush in the bucket and move it one way to the other, and the farmer would help direct the ladder to the other end. Slowly but surely the whole farm went from orange, and got a new coat of white.

The man looked up proud of his new paint job, 'by god boy, I love it', he then pulled me in a tight hug, which I returned happily, he asked me if there was anything else I could do for him, I said no kindly, saying I had already got what I wanted, to help someone who needed it, so we said goodbye and I walked away, feeling content with myself.

That was my first ever job, I realized and I got paid for it, a smile came across my face, oh boy I can't wait to tell Mike of this, I reached In my pocket for my five bucks wanting to take another look at them, until I saw someone and froze.