A Weird Concept

You know what is just a strange concept, that I probably will never understand?

When painters wear all white.

Seriously, what is the point of that? Is there some sort of contest, that whatever painter comes back from a job the cleanest gets some sort of incentive?

I thought about this long and hard while enjoying some barbecue chips, while watching New Girl. (The episode where Coach comes back, to be exact.) And I thought about a few scenarios that puzzled me more about this.

The reason why I had been thinking so much about painters is because on my way home from a Doctors appointment this morning, I saw a painter, (In white pants, black shoes, and a white sweatshirt, because it was kind of cold.) painting the new Jimmy Johns that used to be a flower shop, and it pushed me into this long thought process that I think about every single time that I see a painter. 

The process usually goes along the lines of this.

1. It's so strange that painters wear white. 
2. Ask someone in the near vicinity if they think its as weird as I do, they usually don't so I continue to think to myself, and wonder why they wear white.
3. Just sit and wonder why they wear white for a really long time. 
4. Honestly, at this point I usually forget about it until something reminds me of it. Like, someone wearing white, or paint, this particular time it was a note I made in my phone. 
5. I get back on the train and ask myself questions about it like, "What is the point? Do they get rewarded for having the least amount of paint on themselves by the end of the day? If so... what if one painter is ridiculously messy, but he painted with white paint and with just a glimpse you can't tell that he is drenched in white paint?" these are the things that haunt my thoughts. 
6. I think about how absolutely pointless it is for them to wear all white, that is literally a waste of perfectly nice clothing. Because they are BOUND to get paint all over their nice white uniform. And it makes zero sense.
7. Then I think about the other colors that would be suitable for them to wear, and realize that there really is no safe color for a painter to wear, and I feel like my entire day was wasted thinking about something as silly as what color a painter should wear. I could have been thinking about more inspirational things like, how to solve world hunger, or a new invention that would help people in a beneficial way. 
8. I disregard all thoughts about it being a waste of time because it is a truly pressing matter in my life right now, and I need to know the answer.
9. Write a blog post about my crazy thoughts about a painters uniform. (This is a new step, and most likely a one time only step.)

That's pretty much it. And now after writing this post, I realize I still don't have an answer to my question. But I have successfully watched 3 more episodes of New Girl, and finished my bowl of barbecue chips. So that's a step in the right direction, right?

xx Mishea