Opps, Paint - Learned my lesson

I bought a Dodge dually pickup a few years ago. Apparently I ran over a can of paint somewhere a few days after I bought it. One pair of dually tires painted white and white specs all over the passenger side.

Brand new Dodge Durango. Can of paint behind the drivers seat on the floor. Can tips over and lid pops off. Full gallon on the floorboard. Go to car wash and put gallons of water on the floor while using the vacuum to suck it up. Got it off the carpet, but the pad was still pretty hard. Moral of the story - always check the paint lid!

After Gammon Reels came about we use to practice "quick draw" with our plumb bobs...

Quick draw, spike an old tin can, return bob to holster..we all got pretty good at it.

I had no idea an "empty" aerosol paint can had so much left in it. AND it came out real fast. :-$

Many years ago (70's) we worked out of a Jeep station wagon... had a bunch of equipment boxes in the back, setup for 2 man crew. One box was for spray paint, right behind the driver.
The PC hated the caps so all the cans were topless.

One day he threw something over the seat into the back, slammed the door and walked away. When he returned a few hours later all of the interior had been misted with paint, could not see out the windows.

When I worked there at a later date I noted the paint job and was told the story... including the window scraping and the paint thinner wipe on the upholstery... actually the cleanup was pretty well done.

Locating an NGS or local county monument about 6 years ago we found it just on the other side of the highway guardrail. We (I think I did actually) put a stripe of bright purple on the rail and proceeded to take the shot. No problem.... right up until I leaned over said guardrail to pick up the bipod and rod and got that paint all over my britches. They WERE my best pair of blue jeans and now they are my painting pants.
No amount of washings (including last night) seems to make a difference.

Worst part is that big smear of purple got me right in the doo-dads.

Left a can of orange upside down paint in the cab of my pickup in Mountain Village. Kids found it, I had an orange truck for the rest of the season!!

-JD-

Since you asked. I met my wife while working for my father-in-law who is a carpenter and land lord. One of the first jobs I worked on without him there supervising was on a rent house he had just purchased. It was up to me to get the interior of the house painted and he decided his daughter (my wife) needed to be there to make sure I was doing the job correctly. My wife walks in the door as I'm shaking up a gallon of paint in the crook of my arm (the way my F-I-L had shown me) and at that moment the gallon slips out of my arms, hits the floor (mind you this all happens in slow motion , at least in my head) , and BLAM, the lid pops off and paint flies everywhere!!! Fortunately everything was draped off and we were able to recover most of that gallon of paint. Needless to say my wife was less than pleased that her dad was forcing her to spend her summer working with me at that moment.

BTW it only took me a week to change her mind about that.

Cy

Big bump, exposed bolt end in truck box, aerosol paint can on top. Orange interior in suburban.

Did much the same thing with the fire extinguisher the next week or so... I wasn't the driver or the PC at the time, so I didn't have to explain it. (Even though, being the second, it was my fault, of course.)

In the 1980's we had a fleet of white Broncos. Barely a one did not have a Flo-Orange interior due to the careless handling of range poles, etc.
But the incident that still cracks me up was when my instrument man of the day begged me to let him pound hubs on a mile long stretch of curb and gutter stakes. I finally relented but could barely watch as he was painfully slow. He kept clipping the hub and it would go dancing off, He would retreive it, get on his knees, take direction (hand signals), tap it in, stand up almost hit it again and start the procedure all over.
On about the second point I was just thinking that the brand new Aervoe large paint can was sitting awful close to the hub, seeing it from about 500 feet away, when he brought the 8 pound double jack down square on the top of it and disappeared in a blue cloud.
I finished the day driving hubs with the Smurf back at the instrument.

Pics -- or it didn't happen.

At least, that's what they say on other forums I read.

Quick Dry Yellow Paint

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Paint is the great equalizer with skeptics.

We all know there are rules with handling and steps to avoid accidents.

I keep all paint cans in an enclosed watertight Plano case.

It still does not keep the rookie from ignoring being told to only keep it in that case when not in use.

They always complain to me when they dust themselves because they have tossed the can around and ruin the winter coat their wife just presented them with.

I keep the water based paint now so it will eventually wash away.

Those orange glo perms are hard to explain.

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When I happened to complain to a certain surveyor I was working for about the rust bucket of a suburban he had me running up and down the Dalton Highway in, he brought me a case of spray paint and instructed me to paint the truck to hide all the rust. At least it wasn't pink. :pinch: Paint didn't do anything for the roar from the muffler with a hole in it the size of grapefruit or the busted out back window. The road contractors would joke they could hear us coming for miles. Guess that's what you get working for a farmer turned surveyor (no offense to the Holy Cow). The only thing holding that rig together was bailing wire and spray paint.

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Had a crew guy once (not the brightest bulb) put a marking paint can on a fire that was burning on a job site. It blew up with so much force it put the fire out. As we were walking around looking for the remains of the can, we heard it land about 200 feet away.

Know a PE/LS in Idaho that put a frozen can of paint on the wood stove to thaw. Boom! Second degree burns. Clever man.

The following was posted by me on our local neighborhood electronic watch last week. The mystery was solved by one of our members who is a detective, goes for long walks with his wife, and is obviously observant.

The Red Paint Splotch Mystery.

Sounds like The Hardy Boys, or Nancy Drew, right? Actually, it is real. There is a mysterious set of red paint splotches along several roads in our area, especially in the bicycle lanes on Conestoga, more on Gunsmith, and rarely on Longhorn. They are often widely spaced, but some appear to have a pattern as if a wide truck tire had spread them. Any ideas, anyone? Especially why they would mostly be in the bicycle lane on Conestoga.

There really was a detective story about red paint dots, around 1951. There was a rash of stolen bicycles, so Dick Tracy’s young protégé Junior had the idea of attaching a small can of red paint to a bait bicycle. He drilled a hole in the bottom of the can, and plugged it. The plug was attached with string to the bicycle tires, so when the thief rode off the string tightened, pulled the plug, and there was a trail of red paint dots to follow. Amazing what you can learn from reading the comics

> The mystery was solved by one of our members who is a detective, goes for long walks with his wife, and is obviously observant.
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You gonna keep us in suspense?? What was the cause of the red paint?

The detective noticed the repeating pattern happened just about where the back of the garbage truck would be when picking up the trash barrels, and if that lot used two barrels so the truck had to move forward three feet, there were two sets of red splotches. So, someone put a large can of red paint in the garbage, it was dripping as the garbage truck drove down the road, and there were a cluster of paint splotches when the truck stopped to make a pickup.