Call it life imitating art, or perhaps my wild imagination at play again, but I’m currently working on a short story about a woman who is rehabbing a house…hmmm…when she realizes she needs to hire a GC, aka, General Contractor to help coordinate all the work that needs to get done…hmmm…. She used to work in the construction industry….hmmm…so she’s familiar with GC, Dale’s work - he’s very meticulous and exudes professionalism. Dale is also so incredibly sexy-delicious that she could possibly eat him with a spoon: one mouth watering scoop at a time. In the midst of walls coming down and floors getting laid…sparks begin to fly between my heroine and her GC and his tool belt wearing ways.
Hmmm…enjoying all the glorious differences between screw drivers these days -
Neve Black
Well, indeed, why should the floors have all the fun?
Sounds intriguing; all best to you in the creation of this!
I just came back to look at this picture again. (ooops sorry if I drooled on him) And also I am pondering what kinds of constructions jobs I might need done at my house. heh.
what kinds of constructions jobs!?!? clearly this picture has me all finger tied!
Hi D,
I know. It sure is handy to have a man that looks like that around the house. The only caveat is - would anything ever get done…besides the homeowner? Oh, wait a minute? Who cares?
I’m sure you’ll find something for this fella’ to do. ;-0