Where is the camera when you need it?

This is one time, I wish I had had a video camera going....this is the story of two women in a small town who are normally terribly sophisticated. It all happened like this .........

My friend was feeling low. Even though I could have spent the day dusting, ironing, mopping....you get the picture, I called and suggested we get a pedicure. I don't get many pedicures as you will see as my story goes on. We drive the three blocks to the nail spa, wait our turn, then sit in the massaging chairs while our feet go in the water. But, my water was boiling. The skin was coming off when I said OUCH, my water is too hot. So I take my feet out and the sweet girl turns on cold water. Meanwhile, she starts the water going in C's foot thingy. C says hers is fine so the nail tech walks away. HGTV was on and I was glued to the t.v. when I hear someone say Oh, no in a rather distressed voice. When she turned on the cold water, she didn't pull the plug so water was everywhere and I do mean everywhere. The lady in the next chair jerked her purse out of the now flooded area and was exclaiming that it may be ruined. As several people were frantically cleaning up the water, C turned and dropped the t.v. remote in her water! So she says uh oh......everyone's heads fly around to see what calamity we had caused now and saw her just as she was toweling off the remote and I was falling out of my chair laughing. I decided that maybe I wouldn't mention that my massage chair was not massaging.

Since we can never go back there again, I said, oh, I'm going to splurge and have the french pedicure!