Melody Rose R.
Yelp
Okay so I know from Tommy Boy that it is not healthy to eat paint chips when you are a child. But what about when you're an adult? I am pretty sure that within the last couple days of painting my new apartment that I have accidentally ingested about a half gallon. The other half was on purpose... just kidding. No I'm not.
My apartment was painted pretty cute when I first moved in, but I wanted to add a touch of me since I'll be staying here for a bit. I stuck my face into a few home decorating magazines and came up with a "never-gonna-happen-Melody-what-are-you-thinking-you-can-barely-finish-a-paint-by-number-unicorn-poster" kind of design for my living room. I scooted (drove actually--who scoots anymore) on over to my local Sherwin-Williams shop with a picture of my future living room. I plopped the picture down, smiled sweetly at the cashier and said, "Hi. I have no idea what I'm doing."
The dude must have been born on a paint farm. Anthony gave me exactly what I needed to do the job including a few pointers. He loaded me up with drop cloths, brushes, paint cans, rollers, and tape. I was on a bit of a budget, so it was cool of him not to up-sale me even when it was clear that he could of told me that I needed 50 gallons of paint for one wall. He even hooked me up with a neighborhood discount before carrying my supplies to my car.
I actually went into the store initially asking for an estimate so I wouldn't be roped into buying all kinds of shiz. He didn't even think he was going to make a sale off of me at first, and he was still so helpful. You're the man, paint man.
So if you get a wild hair after watching the Home Design Network, go see Anthony over at SW on Henderson.
P.S. I went back today to pick up some extra stuff and my paint man wasn't there. However, Stephen (the other paint dude) was there, and was super nice and helpful. High five for the kick ass customer service.