Repainting

Mrs. Myrtle Standich met Mr. and Mrs. Henry Yamin at Schmidt's Hardware. The scheduled time was to be eight thirty in the morning, for which Mr. and Mrs. Henry Yamin were four minutes late. But, as Mr. and Mrs. Henry Yamin were offering to help Mrs. Myrtle Standich, apologies were foregone. The project was repainting Mrs. Myrtle Standich's living room. Mrs. Henry Yamin had long been admired for her warm eye for colors. And Mr. Henry Yamin owned a pickup truck, which many assumed was a needless possession as Mr. Henry Yamin rarely partook in activities that would require a pickup truck, but which was certainly appreciated when needed.

Schmidt's Hardware had a large selection of paints, whose aisle was conveniently located near the front and next to the power tools. Mrs. Myrtle Standich was not prepared for this. She had grown distasteful of the fading gilded bronze color in her living, but had assumed that the choices would consists of a brown, a red, a green, and perhaps a tan. Mrs. Myrtle Standich had been prepared to select the tan in such a situation. In the event a tan was not available, the brown would have been selected. This, however, was not at all the case. Not only were there dozens of tans, browns, red, and greens, but there were also dozens of hue of colors that were nowhere near the rainbow. This was precisely why Mrs. Henry Yamin was needed.

A young employee, Mr. Jonathan Poole, offered assistance, but was as politely waved away by Mrs. Henry Yamin as one could possibly be waved away.

Mrs. Henry Yamin swayed Mrs. Myrtle Standich from selections of either tan or brown, with the claim that all rooms in Mrs. Myrtle Standich were "bland enough". Mrs. Henry Yamin advised a brighter hue, as a living room should be a warm place. Said Mrs. Henry Yamin, "a living room's walls should feel like a collection of campfires." Mr. Henry Yamin made an impromptu joke about feeling like a marshmallow. This was received by Mrs. Myrtle Standich and Mrs. Henry Yamin as warm as a living room should make one feel.

With the counseling of Mrs. Henry Yamin, Mrs. Myrtle Standich selected a concoction of slight orange and yellow. Mrs. Henry Yamin seemed distasteful of this selection, but only said so after reading from the label of contents. She insisted that a friend of hers had once painted with the same color only to find out it contained a high dosage of lead. This was discovered only after three quarters of her family were poisoned. Mrs. Myrtle Standich could not find lead listed anywhere on the contents, but Mrs. Henry Yamin insisted that you can never be too careful. This was seconded by Mr. Henry Yamin.

Mrs. Henry Yamin directed Mrs. Myrtle Standich to shades of lavender and pink. These were much too festive for Mrs. Myrtle Standich's taste. Mrs. Henry Yamin insisted that it was time for a change in Mrs. Myrtle Standich's taste. Mr. Henry Yamin inaudibly seconded this charge. Mrs. Myrtle Standich could be described as flustered. Mr. Jonathan Poole was seen passing at the end of the aisle. Mrs. Myrtle Standich called for him, asking for a third opinion. This, Mr. Jonathan Poole gave in the form of a suggestion of a turquoise. This, he claimed was his grandmother's favorite color.

This third suggestion left Mrs. Myrtle Standich even more flustered. Eventually, it was decided to leave the living room as it was. Mrs. Myrtle Standich and Mr. and Mrs. Henry Yamin took seats in Mr. Henry Yamin's pickup and a decision was made to purchase ice cream sundaes instead of repainting.