My Kind of Nail Place

It's nice to get a sanity break, to get out and finally get the nails done (what with the recent chomping and dryness and yuckiness of them) and watch one of the regulars get a good dose of harrassment during her pedi. Some of the choice joshing included:

Employee #1: Wow! There's a lot of crap on your feet! How long has it been since you've been in?
Regular: I'm not sure... [to Employee #2] How long has it been?
Employee #2: Smells like five weeks.

Employee #1: [after several minutes of using a callous remover on her foot] Can you feel it now?

Employee #1: [holding trashcan up to Regular] See all that skin? It's all yours! Do you want to take it home and put it in a shadow box?
Employee #2: I could make a sculpture out of it!

Note: Employee #2 was responsible for the most clever candle wax sculpture displayed on their front counter. He apparently got bored at work one day and let a candle drip. It looked like a dragon.

Comments

[janasayqua]

that's hilarious! And I still never got my pedicure, I'm sure they'll be saying the same thing to me, only in Korean.

I need to find George Costanza's dad.

[LadyBug]

Gah. After the dead-skin-in-the-trashcan comment, I think I might hurl. *shudder*

[Amber]

Uh, what place was that, so that I can avoid going THERE! blarp!