The landlords have keys to our house & enter often to rearrange furniture, clean up, & bring us food. The other day, the landlady, Nam, brought us a cooler of ice & wanted me to put my fruit inside. I don't really like cold fruit, preferring to eat it at room temperature. But she wouldn't let me leave it on the counter, so I put it in the cooler. It was more important to make her feel like she was helping me than to refuse her efforts.
Yesterday Nam took me to the beauty salon. I had made a comment (really just a gesture & a smile) on her own decorated nails, & she was nice enough to take me to get my own nails done. The salon was not as bright & clean as you would find in the US, but it worked.
I decided to ask for a pedicure. My toenails soaked in tuperwares of water as I relaxed in a plastic patio chair.
...but they had a better idea. I decided to let them do whatever they wanted rather than try to stop them.
2 comments:
Those are going to look great in your orange flops!
Too funny! What an adventure ...
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