So, as a present to myself for graduation, I got a pedicure yesterday at this little hole-in-the-wall place that I went to once over a year ago. Ironically, the person who gave me the pedicure this time was the same person as last time.
I don't know if you know this about me, but I am VERY ticklish. So naturally, the absolute worst part about a pedicure is when they rub pumice stones on the feet. For me, it's akin to Chinese water torture.
Here I am all happy and content until I see the pumice stone...hands clench...eyes squeeze shut...okay let's just get this over. The first brush of the pumice stone and I twitch and pull my foot away. What happens next? The person looked at me and said, "Wait, have you been here before?"
"Once," I replied, "over a year ago."
"Oh, I remember you!"
Apparently, a tickle does tell a thousand words...
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