I have to say that I feel blessed to do what I love. I know a lot of people who just go to work day in and out and hate their job. My husband is one of them. What I love the most, is that it constantly changes and challenges me. Very rarely am I in the same location for more than 2 weeks. I am usually contracted for a job and most projects are 3-4 days, and sometimes 2 weeks. I did work in a fabulous home in LLoyd Neck, and we painted there for over a year and a half, but not consecutively. I enjoy traveling to new places for work. HOWEVER, going into Manhattan is never easy. This past week, I had the pleasure of being called in to mix some paint for some ceiling work at the New York Athletic Club on Central Park South.
I had no idea what I was in for, and brought my bag of tricks. Tints, glaze, brushes and some paint. I showed up at the main desk, fully knowing they would send me around the back to the service entrance, but I didn't know where it was. My normal attire for work is black pants covered in paint from wiping my hands, and usually a black t shirt. Today, for whatever reason, I decided to wear khaki shorts, and a navy tank top. Well, there is a dress code at the club, and I didn't fit it!
Here is the link to their dress code: New York Athletic Club Dress Code. I just went onto their website and found what I should've been wearing..however, I am just the artist and not a member. The kind gentlemen actually allowed me to walk through the building to the "correct" side and through the service elevator. I rode up to the 11th floor and walked into the ballroom. WOW.
This isn't my job, so I have no idea what the contract was and for what. I actually had to just put black on this one area, where the rest of the octagon has a red banner type pattern running through it. It looks awful.