2006-07-26
Ten horrors.
So I went to the doctor yesterday to figure out just what this bump thing is all about, and I was terrified. Not so much about the potential cancer thing, but of the woman I had to share a waiting room with. Or, to be specific, her feet. They were the most horrifying things I had ever seen - gnarled, thick, thick callouses overtaking her heels, and her toenails. Oh god, her toenails were unreal. Not only were they long enough to begin to curl under (shudder), they were so bumpy and thick, they looked like Fritos. But the kicker is that her toenails had been painted. If her feet had just been ignored and forgotten, then I could understand why she had talons sprouting out of her feet, but while she was taking the time to carefully paint on a coat of Rosy Red polish, couldn't she hack them down a bit? Plus, she was chatting my ear off while I was waiting to go into the x-ray room, and I had to play nice for fear that she would tear my eyes out with her feet.
Oh, and I don't have cancer.
(Hurray!)
corin82 at 8:42 p.m.