Lord have mercy!
Numbers of infected people keep going up, but thank
goodness the number of deaths are not.
Looks like we're going to be expected to wear masks for
the time being and only God and the Government knows how much longer.
Speaking of masks...I hate wearing one; but I do.
The first one I wore had 2 ties that ran behind the head.
And having to tie a knot and bow meant I usually ended up getting my hair
caught each time I put it on and off.
Then I graduated to the ones that had 2 stretchy bands
that went around the back of my head.
Those were easier to put on, but it took strategy not to have the back
of my hair looking like a rooster in heat. I was thinking my next hair cut and
style would be chosen by how it would work with the face mask.
So, I made an appointment to get a suitable, mask
friendly haircut.
Then, remember I mentioned my husband accidentally
stepped on my big toe? I lost half the
nail as a result. I wear open toe sandals during the summer and it looked funny
to have a skinny strip of red nail polish on a toe that should have a large
nail.
I went to CVS and bought fake toe nails to make the
broken big toe nail match the other.. I
followed the instructions, glued it on, painted it red and was very, very
pleased with the result.
Now, fast forward to my haircut appointment, talking to
another client who is sitting over 6 feet away from me. Remember we are in full
view of each other.
The back of my ankle started to itch, really bad. I didn't want to bend over and scratch it
because I was in the middle of a haircut.
Just something you might want to think about. If you're wearing a fake, glued on toe nail
(in this case, on the left foot) and the back of your right ankle starts to
itch, DON'T try to scratch it with the
big toe on your left foot if it's a glued on nail.
Especially if
you're in a situation where others have a clear view of your toes..
Do you understand why I'm saying this?
God bless this woman for just glancing at the now halfway
unglued, hanging by a thread, toe nail and continuing the conversation as though this was a normal occurrence.
I'm sure she had a story to tell when she got home.
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