Posticure

Got a pedicure today, yep.  Then I got Thai food, so...thank you southeast Asia.  The pedicurist lady went to her kitchen and got the cheese slicer for my heels.  Lots of dead skiing on these feet.  She could have sat and sliced off 5 pounds of callus if she had wanted,  I can't imagine she wanted to though.  So, say what you will about the guy getting the pedicure, but it's basically a foot massage and toe cleaning.  I see no reason why that should be exclusive to the female gender.  No polish though, that's a no no.  Next time I need to try and find a place that serves beer and food while they cut you toe nails and massage your feet.  I will definitely be back for more of that, as long as I can ignore the fact that she probably doesn't change that pumice stone thing every time.  Also it was fun to invade the ladies club and make all the patrons uneasy.  I can see an ipod being an asset as well.  And you know what, I can't remember he last time I sat still for so long, so that's nice.  Pass on the massaging chair though.  That things worthless.  More like "get humped by a piece of furniture chair".  It's only redeeming quality is that it reclines and holds you up so a lady can sand your feet down.