Booger Fingers

Before I begin this disgusting and disturbing story, I should mention that anyone with a weak stomach just click ahead now. I should also mention that I pronounce booger like burger, which gets Chris's pants in a tizzy.

Yesterday after work, I head to the nail salon. I've been going to this nail salon, regularly, for almost a year. About once a month I will get a Shellac, which for my one male reader, is just a high shine, no-chip polish, that makes your nails feel strong.

Every now and then, when I like to listen to them talk about my hobbit-feet in Vietnamese, I will get a pedicure too. And I know they are talking about my feet because he laughed at me last time and said they were indeed talking about my feet... but it wasn't bad. Right.

So I am in there last night, this time asking for a french gel nail. {I don't know about you all, but I love the OPI gel nail color better than the CND polish} I usually get someone that my co-worker and I refer to as Patrick Swayze because of his amazing hair, but Dirty Dancin' was gone, so I got the cousin.

Immediately, when he grabbed my hand, I could feel that his hands were... moist {one of the most disturbing words of all time}. This kind of had me going cross eyed, but I rolled with it because I'm shallow about my nails.

There is a huge screen television in the corner of this salon that was playing Ellen. {Gahh, I love Ellen}. The "manager" of the salon was standing in front of the television watching a segment.... when she started picking her nose!

And I'm not talking blowing her nose or using a tissue. I am talking full on diggin' for gold. To give you a quick visual so that you can go into dry-heave mode, this was the scene:

Nail lady, standing in front of tv, with one finger lodged in her nose, while holding the other one in the air {think: someone singing "This Little Light of Mine"}... As she would remove her treasure, she would place it on her "light" then keep going.

In front of the whole salon.

When she got all of her treasures on a finger, she walked over to the corner, grabbed a paper towel with the pickin' finger, and wiped off all of her gold.

At the same exact time, the bells on the door start to jingle as someone walked in the salon. She asks them what they want... Tells them to sit in chair number one... And sits down to do this booger-victim's nails.

I died. But not before my gag reflexes got the best of me.

The worst part, besides no one telling this poor woman getting a mani, was the fact that the "manager" had to be the person to swipe my debit card.

And now that I have seriously grossed you out so early in the morning, I like to mention a few giveaways some friends are hosting.

Laura from Walking in Memphis in High Heels is giving away an Ann Taylor bow tie necklace. The giveaway ends tonight, so go check out her page HERE.. Laura is a beauty and just got a blog design by Tina. She is drop dead gorgeous, a fashionista, and a fun personality. I think you'll love her.

And Trista from Stewart Street is giving away a Starbuck's gift card. She is celebrating renaming her blog and freshening up her page. I love Trista's recipes and sense of humor. She is a working mom of two and one of the better pinners on pinterest. Check out her blog HERE.

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That's it from me today. Happy Friday, friends! This weekend will consists of taking down the Christmas decor, detoxing the house, and any other activity I can think of to make Chris miserable.

What about you? Any fun plans? And if you want, you can find me on instagram (@hollystanfield).