Bringing Respect And Dignity Back To The Trades
I started my painting business in 2001 with just a beat-up Ford van and an extension ladder. I had no clue.
I’d been around the trades all my life and thought I could do it better than my dad, my uncle, or any of the countless others I’d watched work themselves into premature old age. I was wrong.
Within a few months, I was part of the problem. I undervalued my work. I didn’t treat my employees as adults. I gave customers the ‘typical’ contractor experience.
Eventually, I learned that the customers didn’t respect me because I didn’t respect myself.
It wasn’t easy, but over the next decade I built and sold a well-respected and profitable painting company in my community.