My mom, sister, and I went to get a pedicure this morning, and while my girl did a decent job, she was not a nice woman. She told me that my feet were gross, and when she scrubbed them with the file she held it up and said “ew”.

Not only did she insult me, she would stop what she was doing every couple of minutes to turn around and watch Judge Judy on the television and insert her own commentary.

I don’t hide my disguist well, so I was rolling my eyes and trying to make as little conversation with her as possible, but Ashley finally spoke up and told her that we wouldn’t be there if we didn’t need a pedicure.

I definately needed a pedicure, but my feet weren’t that bad. I’d be willing to bet she’s seen worse feet than mine.

To make matters even worse, not two hours after my pedicure, I scraped my toes on the bottom of the pool and ruined my polish. I had to take a verbal beating and don’t even have pretty toes to show for it!

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