Kinda not OK
/Ok, I'm at the nail salon treating myself to a pedicure because on Wednesday, I have to have a mole excised from the bottom of my right foot; I'll have a few stitches and won't be able to submerge my foot for two weeks. Blarg.Anyway, I'm at the salon and have just gotten started with the pedi when some awful woman comes in cawing about the "pedicure emergency" her daughter has. Her daughter looks like she's 6 or 7 years old, and I truly cannot imagine what sort of crisis there can be. This affects me because the woman doing my nails stopped and ran over to fix this tot's toes with nary an explanatory word to me. What?
