nahudso

Mine is still when I was 9 yrs. old working with my dad, we were in an extremely nice house in Germantown TN, and were just about done. I was told to run the shop vac around the base as dad and his partner were cleaning up. I was working very fast trying to impress dad, and when I was done, turned the vaccum off and to my horror, turned around and saw that the cord had knocked over a 5 gal. bucket of red latex on this lady's white carpet. I'll never forget dad and his partner with the water hose inside this half million dollar house. I think he was in total shock. We laugh about it now though, and I'm a pretty dang clean painter because of it,

saucedo80

My most memorable painting accident was when i first started painting. it was about 11 years ago, i was fourteen and i had just started working for my old coach who was a painter in the summers. we used to cram his SUV with all the painting equipment and still leave room in the back for his dog. Well to my luck i forgot to close the lid of a can of bin 1-2-3 primer sealer water based. about 10 minutes that we were on the road home we started to smell paint. i looked in the back and saw a can tipped over just oozing paint. we quickly pulled over to a gas station and opened the passenger door and out spiilled the paint. The paint was all over his dog and all over his car. We spent bout six hours cleaning that mess. we diluted the primer with water and sucked it up with the wet dry vac. we also had to give the dog a bath. to this day that memory still sticks to my head.

K2

Framing and sheating 2nd story walls with blackboard, (celotex) sheathing. I would cut the windows out, let the pieces lay on the floor, raise the wall, and then pick up the window pieces and throw them overboard. If I cut a little wide I'd give the blackboard a little kick so it would lay on the floor and sometimes had to stomp on it with two feet. One day i had to stomp on it with two feet and i was over the stair well. I ended up in the basement with a dislocated shoulder. With radios and compressors going i had to wait until the guys noticed I was missing to get some help out of the basement.<P>
Oh yea and there is the 5 gallons of paint off of 3 sections of scaffolding in a gymnasium in Denver. As we cleaned it up i kept saying "I'm glad it's not blood"

Glasshousebltr

Shed type dormer, installing 1 inch celotex on the side walls for stucco, my help, convinced he could eyeball cut a sheet naturally cut it wrong. 2 stories up, so I try to drop it back down vertical. It instantly rolls around point first and the help ducks the end swoop, he looks at me, laughs, then turns to catch the return swoop right in the nose.

Some memories are priceless.

Bob

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rocco

We had a family painting business in NY( and still do ) and I was just starting out working for my cousin. There was about 4 guys on this particular job at a very nice home in a wealthy area on Long Island. I was up on the roof with another guy painting the brick chimney and we had a 5 gallon bucket of white latex between us when my buddy kicked it over the side of the house. All over the black shingles, down the front of the haouse and all in the front lawn! Now the homeowner had just left to go to the drug store and said she would return in a few minutes. So my cousin, the boss, sprang into action. He immediatley told me to get off the roof and start hosing down the house. I complied. Now he runs to the garage and comes out with a shovel. I'm thinking, "Uh oh, beatings are about to ensue." Instead of beatings he starts "cutting" around the painted grass and finally lifts it and starts carrying this piece of sod to the back yard. He comes around from the back yard a few minutes later with a "new piece of sod" and places it neatly where he dug out the old one. I had cleaned the paint of the house with the hose and the lawn looked great. He put the ladder away and just then, like it was scripted the homeowner came back from her errands and walked in the front door like nothing happened.

nahudso

Thats a good one. The only other major f-up i can think of i did was while working on a new addition to a church a couple years back, it was our last day there after being there for 2 months. I wasn't working for myself then. Anyway, I was running a door for the final time, and we were about to leave. They had just put new carpet down the day before. I was using a piece drop. The project manager for the construction company we were working for was on his hands and knees tweaking out with a vacuum on the carpet, not too far away from me. Suddenly, and i don't know why or how, my cutbucket just slipped out of my hand. It all happened in slow mo. When it hit the floor, it didn't tip over at all, it hit squarely, but it hit hard, and the paint just exploded out of the bucket, all over the new carpet and the project manager. boy did I feel like a dumba$$. Luckily, we were right next to the baptismal, and there was a stack of towels there, and a mopcloset was close too, we got it wet down and soaked up with the baptismal towels pretty quick, but the PM's clothes were ruined. Not one of my shining moments. I replaced the towels and offered to replace his clothes. He was pretty cool about it, just glad we got it all out of the carpet.

phinsher

Luckily this wasn't my accident, but i did have a front row seat. We were putting the finishing touches on a mulit-million dollar home. We were down to the most minor little touch-up etc. They had a laborer on site cleaning up. He was in the attic sweeping the walkways off and accidently stepped on and cracked a piece of fire sprinkler pipe. He had no idea he ad done it. He crawled out of the attic and was walking around for about 15 minutes when someone noticed one of the ceiling can lights dripping water. As we all stood around the light it suddenly popped out. THe water rushed out with something close to the force of a fire hydrant. We all just stood there dumbfounded. One guy took off running looking for the GC and i slowly srtolled over and removed a painting from the wall and too it to the kitchen. By the time it was over all the crown molding, baseboards were cracking and splitting, carpet had shrunk and been sliced to help dry it out, our custom faux finished cabinets had holes drilled in the to get them to dry out, the newly installed burlap wallpaper on the lower level was falling off the wall. Wow!
That picture I removed from the wall, it turned out the H.O. had bought it for his wife a few years earlier for over $200,000. I didn't even get a reward!

nahudso

what a nightmare

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