While we were cutting in walls, one guy would call me into another room, I'd lay my brush on the edge of my cut-in bucket to see what he wanted. Another guy would sneak over and paint one side of my brush handle, and place the brush back with painted side down.
I'd come back and grab the brush..............I can't remember how many times they did that to me..........
Casey
I'd come back and grab the brush..............I can't remember how many times they did that to me..........
Casey