Friday, December 3, 2010

The man with the Cotton Candy toes

Standing behind my chair one seemingly normal Thursday-the only reason I remember it being a Thursday is that one of my favorite Texan accented guests only comes on Thursdays, and this was her day- I witnessed this scene:

A burly looking  manly  man entered the salon in the morning. He had eagerly called ahead the day before to book an appointment, to be sure to get all planned services done this day. Now upon calling the day before, we were absolutely sure he was booking an appointment for his wife, mom, sister, girlfriend, aunt, etc. and had given us his name to hold the said appointment. 

Now it is not uncommon to have a male come into a salon and get a manicure/pedicure. In fact quite a few men have standing (regular) appointments on the books. On this such day, however this man was quite different. 

He was definitely NOT here because he was a dentist and needed his hands regularly groomed, or a construction worker who needed some TLC. Actually, we really couldn't get out of him what he did for work, where he was from, or the reason for the salon visit. Only because he was "visiting a friend from out of town."..it was the week of Valentines Day. (hmmm)

Well after the manicure was finished, and his toes were trimmed, cuticles pushed back and surfaces buffed, the nail technician was all ready to send him to his hair technician, when he asked for  his toes to be polished as well. "With color?" she asked (very politely and no expression, she's one good for that) "yes" he replied (manly) "Go ahead and pick out a color" she said, pointing to the vast array of options gleaming on the wall. And now, my friends, can you guess why this post is entitled "The man with the Cotton Candy toes"?? This Cotton Candy definitely fit the name! Bright pink and all. 

So sitting in the chair next to mine, this man sat, after his toes were finished and dry. Now I wish I could say that is where all the weirdness ended... unfortunately not. He asked for a roller set. A old lady wet roller set, under the dryer! 

....which he was given, then requested it to be backcombed and styled. Until it ended up looking something like this...
(Not actual client)

Which is great and all...but he's a man with Cotton Candy toes. 

Needless to say my poor ultra conservative Texan client in my chair was appalled and still speaks of it today. 

We never found out his story. He never came back. We will never know. I will always wonder....But why?

Odd.

XoX


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