This Little Piggy? Oh My!

I know that I’ve been behind on blogging, but I’ve been waiting for something noteworthy to happen. It still hasn’t happened, but my mother (hi, Ma) just complained that I needed to get to it, so here goes… (blame her)

Yesterday was Labor Day and I had to work for a few hours. Overall, that’s not a big deal. Everyone in my house (aka: old people) is sick, so I was happy to be away from the germ & cootie incubation chambers. On the way home, I decided that I’d stop at a new nail salon for a pedicure. Sounds harmless, right?

First of all, the new salon is really, really pretty. The pedicure chairs have beautiful, hand-blown glass bowls, and they even had 2 chairs for little girls that are shaped like butterflies! 

It’s weird for me to whip out the camera in a nail salon, but that’s not REALLY what I needed a picture of… read on…

You know how pedicure chairs have the massage-y things built in? The chairs in this new salon have a little digital display that tells you what area is next to “get the rub.”   These areas are noted on the picture here … down the spine, along the legs, and WAIT! What’s that little area by the butt??!?!? Why is there a “flag” near the ass area?!!!? I’ll tell you why… cause that damn chair MASSAGES YOU *THERE*! The WHOLE V-SECTOR! No lie. You know that game, Whack a Mole? Uh huh. That was what happened. BOINK! I think my eyeballs popped out of my head, and I have to bet that the nice man that was administering my pedi had himself a good laugh at my expense.

So what if I asked if I could sit and wait for the polish to dry?

(oh, sorry Dad)