At the Paint store
AFTER NEARLY AN HOUR of "just a little more white, two squirts of blue, a dash of black, perhaps a tad more white," the paint-store clerk got my gallon to the exact shade I wanted.
With a sigh of relief, he pounded the lid on.
Now what do I do if I need more paint, I asked.
Don't come back here, he begged.
Like a fool I asked , What if my wife does not like the color?
He looked me in the eye and smiled and said , there is a paint store down the street.
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