Once upon a time Holly found herself with an extra hour and 1/2 without three boys who she calls her children. Holly hardly could contain herself. She decided that she would take that time to do something fun for herself. To pamper herself. To give herself a hug. She decided that she would go to the nail salon! Holly walked into Pretty Nails and found that they had availability RIGHT THEN! Yay for Holly. Holly then noted that she was the ONLY person in the salon that didn’t work there. Lucky, lucky Holly. This was Holly’s third visit to the nail salon in 37 years (averaging one visit every 12.333333 years). Her first visit was right before her wedding. She had a manicure with those faux nails. She then spent her honeymoon trying to rip off the faux nails one by one with her teeth because they were driving her crazy. Holly doesn’t bite her real nails, just her faux ones. Let’s just admit that she might suffer from PTWFNS (Post Traumatic Wedding Faux Nail Syndrome) and assume that she is not at the nail salon for a manicure: Yep! Holly is going to kick off her fancy boots for a pedicure. After a lot of hand motions, Holly gathers from the salon employee that she is supposed to choose what pedicure she wants. Holly has no idea but decides that she wants to put her feet in warm water and she doesn’t want to mortgage her house to pay for it. Let’s have a spa pedicure! Holly is motioned into a massage chair made in heaven. Her feet are placed in clouds of warm water. Wow! This IS the life: Holly is relaxing. Holly is meditating. Holly is basking in the sunshine radiating from her soul. It occurs to Holly that the salon employees are talking. And it is serious. In fact, there might even be a bit of yelling going on. But Holly remains clueless as to WHY since the heated discussion is not in Holly’s native tongue. And then there is some screaming. Oh, that would be Holly as her foot is savagely attacked by a salon employee who is simultaneously screaming at another employee. The screaming continues between the salon employees. No one in the salon has noticed that Holly has joined in. Then there was some stomping. And some door slamming. And then it got very quiet. Holly looks up and she is still the only person in the salon except now there are no salon employees. All the salon employees are outside the front door. All she can see through the door and window are wild hand motions. And then the door opened, a phrase that Holly recognized was uttered…YOU ARE FIRED! And then another door slam. These words were hurled at the very salon employee who had been working on Holly’s feet. This salon employee then grabbed her purse and slammed the door on her way out. And then it got quiet. Everyone came back inside. Another lady sat down at Holly’s feet. No mention of what happened. No comment as to the commotion. It was almost like they expected Holly not to notice. The end.



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  1. This happened? Booh, yuck Holly. I love going but I always feel like they are laughing at me. Is that me being insecure is it really happening??
    Hmmm.
    Hope your feet were no worse for wear.

    1. They are TOTALLY laughing at us…

      Luckily I lived through the whole pedicure ordeal. Two words that shouldn’t be next to each other: pedicure and ordeal.

  2. Bahahaha – this is hilarious! With incidents like these, it’s no wonder you’re averaging a visit only once every 12.33333 years! Glad you left with all 10 toes in tact – and hopefully nicely painted 🙂

  3. This is ridiculous and hilarious all rolled into one. I hope they gave you a discount — but something tells me they did not.

  4. OMG that is hilarious but not hilarious all at once!!! Some crazy salon that is! Glad you got a pedicure I haven’t ever had one, with three crazy munchkins two of which being boys I really think I deserve one. But I am in NH so I will be sure not to go to TX to this salon 😉 LOL

  5. Wow. Your feet are powerful.

    I’m sure you only use that power for good.

    Which means that salon employee must also have robbed a bank.

    Or something.

  6. Oh, God. I can see it. Completely. You poor thing. You may have your next visit to the nail salon at 80! I hate getting pedicures, but like how it looks afterwards. I hate pain and they are always whipping that tough skin remover around…even on people with soft feet. 🙁