Pranking the Painter

I’ve been stuck in this box for about four hours now, waiting for the painter to finish up in my living room. In hindsight, perhaps it wasn’t the best idea to prank the painter who I hired to make my house look nice, especially since he’s only halfway through the job. What if he decides to quit on me? What if he comes down this hallway and hasn’t even finished painting the living room yet, because he’s just going to get another bucket of paint? I’d be stuck with a half-painted living room and terrible guilt on my conscience. Should I get out of the box and go about my day? No, I’ve come too far, waited too long, to back out now. I have to go through with this. I simply have to.

How long does it take to paint a luscious wall with beautiful trees, though? I deliberately hired a painter from the Melbourne area who had an artistic side, so I know they are up to the task. Should it have taken this long? My gut feeling says no. I’m committed to waiting, but how long will that last? What if the painter has realised I’m not around and decided to run off with my tv or something? Maybe I’ll just sneak into the living room and check that he’s still there, then come back to my box.

I’m sure he would still be there. I’m told he is the best interior painter around, so he must simply be taking his time getting the fine details of my wall painting correct. After all, I told him I didn’t want something bland and simple. No, I wanted a grand painting that would wow people when they come to my house. But still, I should check up, just to make sure everything is going alright. I know you’re probably dying to know, too, so I’ll be sure to update you when I get a chance.