This little piggy....

I do a lot of things for my work that are pretty gross.

I am used to it and it doesn't bother me anymore, but for most people it is gross.

And I feel for the ladies and men at the nail salons, because they work with one of the grossest part of the body, and they get no break from it.

ALL DAY LONG.....toes, feet, calluses... a monontonous amount of peds.

And I know I don't have the nicest batch in the bunch. But I was validated the other day when I looked down the line and noticed that I did not have the WORST looking toes in the line. But maybe the BEST??

HUH?

There was a couple younger ladies who had some bunion, callus, crooked toe issues way worse then mine.

Then there HE was.

An older gentlemen.

And before I got a look at his feet I two things that let me know he was a special case:

1) The lady had on a mask to give the pedicure.

2) They were pulling tools the likes of which I haven't seen at the nail salon out of places they have never dug into before.

For the 15 minutes I waited to get my pedicure and the entire 30 minutes it took to get my (GORGEOUS?) nails done this gentlemen was still getting soaked and scrubbed...ON ONE FOOT.

Wow. That's a job for a specialist.

Poor little nail lady.

I walked out of there with my piggies shining and bright and for the first time I was PROUD of them.

Because I know I am not the worst.