The other week I took one of my kids and we went to get manicures. This was a brand new salon that coincidentally, was in between two others. In any event, it was open so we went in. Aside from the two of us, there were five manicurists just sitting around waiting.

At the end of my manicure, the woman dutifully came from behind her table and gave me a massage. What you must know is that I was facing the mirror as this was happening. and her eyes were nearly on mine. I can’t exactly be sure because I had that sheepish look downwards.

And I thought, the only thing that would have made what should have been the best part of the manicure- more uncomfortable, was if she stood up facing me to give it.