5.19.2003
-Hands-on training-
I had a manicure yesterday for only the second time in my entire life. Both my friend and I, being easy-going low-maintenance girls, were somewhat shocked at the difference in appearance a manicure made - we were cooing and ahhing at our own hands like infatuated parents with their young babies.
Surprisingly, no one else seemed to notice our new-found superstar status hands. In fact, I had to train N. to respond in the appropriate manner when we met up for a coffee afterwards:
Me (waving hands in front of N.'s nose): "So, do you notice anything different?"
N.: "Uh, no. Should I?"
Me (sighing): "Don't you think my hands look pretty?"
N.: "Uh. They're ok. Why?"
It's ok, the man's only human. After my friend and I had trained him a couple of times, I am pleased to report the following spectacular result:
Me (waving hands in front of N.'s nose): "So, do you notice anything different?"
N.:"You have very nice hands. Other than that, no."
Me: "I had a manicure."
N. : "You didn't need a manicure. Your hands are very pretty anyway."
When N. has a girlfriend in the future, she will thank me, I'm sure.