Painting Pants

Your Coca-Cola bottler presents Claudia Claudia based on the play and novels by Rose Franken brought to you transcribed Monday through Friday By your friendly neighbor who bottles Coca-Cola Relax and while you're listening refresh yourself Have a Coke And now Claudia I'm in the kitchen. Where are you?

Is he off it? I haven't left yet. Well, we finished breakfast 10 minutes ago. Five. She's off along for five minutes. But, hopefully, short for 10. I didn't even find what I was looking for.

Would you look for me? I was looking for my pants. You're wearing them. Well, what do you think I want to have one pair? Anything the matter with a pair you're wearing? No, nothing. Except they aren't the pair I'm looking for.

We're going to change them now. No. Evans, no. I'm getting ready to paint the bookcases. I thought you were going to the office. Well not now, darling. I mean, I'm going to the office now.

I'm getting ready to paint the bookcases some other time. But they don't need painting. They're lovely green. Well, don't you remember? We decided last night we want them white in the country. What made you think of that now?

We're not moving for months, are we? I'm going to get the paint today and start working on them tonight. Oh, wonderful. I love painting things. When there are one color. You are not painting the bookcases.

What color are we going to paint them? We are not painting them. I'm painting them. I don't know why women think it's so easy to paint houses and furniture and things. It is easy. It is not.

Well, it looks easy. It's easy to leave streaks and make your brush marks look like hand-tracked. And it looks like so much fun. I know. It looks like fun while you're doing it, and then it looks terrible afterwards.