I go to a little nail salon called Star Nails. There, a gentleman named Tom works.
Tom is a simple person. I don’t mean that he’s impaired, or lacks intelligence. He’s just so happy with his work that I can’t imagine anything other than uncomplicated joy exists within him.
The entire time you are with Tom, he is smiling. Big, toothy, happy smiles. He’s incredibly proud of the job he does, and he does a wonderful job worthy of pride. He’s detailed and always gives you the little extra that you didn’t expect. Every time I go to see him, I know I’m in for a treat.
I got my nails done for an upcoming trip. Tom didn’t quite get that I wanted my toes to be silver with a blue and white flower on it. But maybe *I* didn’t get that Tom was asking me what kind of free flip-flop I wanted, because he brought me a pair of blue flip-flops with white flowers and was very pleased with himself for finding them because he presented them with such a flourish that I couldn’t help but smile and feel happy.
The design he created on my silver nails is a bit hard to see from a distance, but I like it.
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Yours always turn out better than mine….always!