My job, when she says “My toenails are looking a little worn.” is to get a nice towel, a little bit of paper towel and her nail polish and wait, kneeling, at my station. Sometimes I have to remover the old nail polish and start with a base coat, blow it dry, then – quickly and accurately – apply the colour layer, blow it dry, and then a top coat if we have time. Ten or fifteen minutes usually does the job.
Hannah, to enjoy the whole salon element usually reads a fashion magazine and entirely ignores me. It is a bit humiliating but lovely none the less.
[Hannah read this post and pointed out that I a) did not mention that my book "Cornertime" is free at Amazon until Friday, b) that for every comment left on this site this week I will be spending 5 minutes in my corner and for every review at Amazon I will have ten minutes of thankful meditation.]