Nail salons are funny places. I found myself in one this morning and I took a good look around me and got to thinking. Nail salons are just about the only place that brings all sorts of women from different lifestyles and backgrounds together for a short amount of time. It's hilarious, really, if you think about it. I say nail salons because they are an inexpensive pit-stop for nail care. You may ask why I don't include hair salons in there, but I think different hair salons cater to each 'brand' of lady. The expensive salons will bring in those who are willing to pay and who dress the part, whereas, those who don't want to spend a lot of money or who don't have high expectations for their hair will settle for chain cutteries.
Not nail salons... they charge one flat rate no matter who the person is or what they may wear. Thereby, bringing in all walks of life into one salon at one time.
When a woman walked in today and plopped down beside me with a big black gun holstered to her hip, blue eye shadow, and work boots I was blown away with wanting to outline the different types of women you will find in nail salons. Maybe you can relate...
The business woman who comes walking in with a suit on, stilettos chatting on her BlackBerry asking that contact to hold on one moment as she motions to her fingers that she needs a french fill-in.
The mom with 3 children behind her that makes them wait for 2 hours while she gets pampered. Her kids drive everyone in the salon crazy.
The woman who looks disheveled and could care less what she may look like, but will never go without getting long hot red nails. Because...they were the thing back in the 80s.
The teenybopper who opts for flower power designs on her middle fingers. She's texting non-stop.
The sweet little ol' lady who just wants a clear coat painted on.
The rich lady that pulls up in her Mercedes for her bi-weekly, on-the-dot, french appointment. She orders the deluxe pedicure as well and refuses to talk to anyone in the room.
The girl who comes in and spends half her paycheck on the most expensive nail service possible. She really should be spending it on other things and everyone in the salon can tell.
The redneck lady who gets hot pink tips. Long, hot pink tips.
The group of girlfriends who all want pedicures. There are five of them who want them all at once. Thereby, taking up all the chairs and appointments for 3 hours.
The little 5 year old who begs her mom to get her little nails painted and is fascinated with it!
The lady who gets annoyed and makes a fool of herself when she walks in and finds out there is a 30 minute wait.
The girl with the boyfriend she drug in with her who is hanging out in the corner looking bored as all get out.
...and you can't forget the Vietnamese nail techs who are speaking in a different language (possibly about you) and asking if you have 'job' or 'boyfriend.'
You are all in that one little salon... for nails... but boy, is it a riot when you really think about who all is in there and what walks of life they come from!