Seriously. Just because I cannot for the life of me understand what you are trying to say to me in English doesn't mean that I don't know that you are ridiculing me to your fellow nail techs in Vietnamese.
And yet I tipped you anyway.
It wasn't even a fabulous pedicure. And the chair? Had a cue ball sized massage thing going on in my butt crack.
Next time? You had better offer me wine like the woman sitting next to me had. I don't care if it comes in a plastic cup or not.
I can certainly understand you when you say "white" or "red."
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Shut up and file
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Until I met Stacy, I endured the foreign language and all the laughing that I was sure was at my expense. Now with Stacy who speaks West Tennessee English I am pampered and enjoy good conversation all the while--surely one of life's luxuries. Find a spa where English is spoken.
ReplyDeleteI've been on a hunt to find a place where the techs speak English. The last time I got my nails done I was the only one in the place and I could tell they were talking about me and getting me out as quickly as possible so they could close early!
ReplyDeleteSO UNCOMFORTABLE! I don't think I'm going back!!
Well! I won't suggest that salon while I'm there for a peddie!
ReplyDeleteI used to make the techs teach me Vietnamese, but all they would teach me is dirty words.. it was fun.
I hate those places!! Although the last nail lady I liked worked in one. But they didn't talk over my head...she wasn't like the rest of em, at least when I was there...
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