I left work early Friday for a doctor’s appointment. It got out early.
What’s a girl to do? Go and get a mani/pedi of course! (Thanks, M, for the gift certificate.)
Colors picked and I have a seat, just waiting my turn. I spot the OK! magazine and US Weekly. I never have time for
gossip quality publications like this.
I get called back to the massaging chair, have a seat, turn the chair on and open the magazine.
I’m finally comfy and the lady wants to chat. Crap. This is just like the dentist, except without all of the metal in my mouth.
I don’t want to chat. I want to get my feet rubbed, my body massaged and read some
gossip quality publications.
Before she really starts to chat, she asks “You want design on pedicure”.
“No thanks, just the paint.” (You can already see the disappointment in her eyes…no up-sale for me).
“Just pedicure and manicure?”
“Yes, please” while shuffling my magazines. Hello, I need to read about Rob Pattinson and Jon and Kate plus 8; Jon, you are a bad man, by the way.
“You need eyebrows?”
“What, eyebrows? No, I just had them done. Do I need my eyebrows waxed?”
“Yes. Need shape. Wax eyebrows.”
“Fine, I’ll get my eyebrows waxed.”
And, that was enough for her to let me read my magazines in peace!