Funny things happen. ‘I’m getting my pedicure, sitting in my chair, relaxing and watching the guy paint my toes ever so expertly and carefully…so, so carefully…suddenly!…Furiously! In bursts a woman…bells on the door jangling with abandon.
Cacophony! She’s tall and frantic and says way too loudly…’I got here as fast as I could!’
She looks directly at me but I see only a harried face, large sunglasses…a half donned mask.
So, I look away and pretend I am somewhere else.
Needless to say, the guy is now re-painting…ever so carefully…so, so carefully…my toes.
We were both taken aback…but of course neither of us will ever admit it…
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