My first pedicure
He said hello and dived right in. He grabbed my feet and surveyed them quickly before placing them gently back into the tub and reaching for his tools.
His tools were fairly intense shiny chrome instruments and I was a bit intimidated. He started on my right foot, clipping away and digging right into my nails. I was relieved that there was no pain and I started messing with the massage chair controls.
It was actually quite relaxing once I got the massage chair working and after the initial weirdness wore off I read the newspaper and got a 10-minute foot massage.
Emily was getting her toes painted as I was finishing up. The guy didn’t ask me if I wanted my toenails painted, which makes sense as I suppose that if I were the kind of fellow who wanted my toenails painted I would ask for it. Maybe next time. Well, probably not.
But, I’d do it again, for sure. I don’t think I’ll do it often, but I enjoyed it. Surprising thing to learn about one’s self. But I can admit it. I had a pedicure, and I liked it.