The Nail Day

 09 08 15

Wednesday I had a morning appointment, the reason this is important to know is over the last year or so I have regressed into some depression, I'll mentioned one of my more demonstrative quotes, 

"Everything I did right turned out wrong"

What has happened is I just have no energy or enthusiasm to go out, even as Lou let alone spend between an hour to hour and a half getting dressed unless I have something to do most of the day or have a new wardrobe item to wear.

Yeah I know I sound as if I have a lot of self pity and guess what, I do. Why would I go to the extremes of cross dressing and not giving a damn of who knows or what they say, as I mentioned, Lou has ALWAYS been abused in someway or fashion (more of that another time).

Wednesday turned out to be exceptional though. I needed an ultrasound but a specific specialist and my Doctor insisted a call the only facility near me to schedule an appointment. Ultra sounds are not too difficult but you still need usually a few days to get into a radiologist, they're all busy. I called the facility early and told the scheduler my Dr wanted to expedite the test, she said we're backed up for a week, I mentioned I'd appreciate the earliest possible, she was polite and I for some reason thew in the fact that if I were my sister, I'd probably get expedited (it just came out because I know how Louise influences people) she had my name and probably recognized it after my comment. Son of a Bitch, she asks if I happen to be Louise, I said yes, she said you were so kind to me and my friends one night at Clancy's (one of my hangouts) by taking party pictures of us, Ill see what I can do, 2 minuets later she said I'm going to work you in for 11 PM today. Well how about that, the power of Louise.

Since it was a Wednesday and my wife and I usually go out for karaoke I called to see about a nail appointment, the receptionist gave me a 2 PM appointment.I became a little enthused and figured I would dress to get my nails done, I usually don't, but the girls love when I come in as Louise.

The nail salon people always give me a great reception, oh sure, I understand they're in business and have to treat everyone nice, but this place has about 20 manicure and pedicure stations and always 90% -100% busy when I come in and I've NEVER seen anyone else given the "red carpet" treatment they give me and I've been going there about 3+ years.

I'm sitting next to an older (70's) lady next to me, a NO nonsense looking woman. My nail tech and I are having a causal conversation and she goes to pick out a different nail color for me. The lady next to me turns and says, I like your necklace it looks silver but has pink in it, well it's a pined 3" medallion and it was catching the reflection from her pink top. We start a nice conversation and she mentions she lives in Ocean City. The location is important to know because it was originally establish as a conservative Christian community, they have Blue Laws and it's a Dry Town. Upper crust Christians are the main population and if there's one non Christian there they probably wear a cross to blend in. I just found it interesting this person never asked why I dress and was exceptional polite to me without sounding patronizing.  

I usually, by habit look around to see if I recognize anyone and see one lady who seems to keep making eye contact with me, but doesn't smile as if she knows me and I can't remember if I know her. We both have to go to the drying station about the same time and they're 2 other lady's drying. She's on the other side of me and starts a conversation and then comes over and asks me if I know a certain Doctor, I said oh yes, he's a really nice person and had done my wife's thyroid surgery, she say's I'm his wife and he always tells me about one of his patients husbands who cross-dresses (he's only seen my pictures) she asks if I'm that person and I said of course. What a class act in my book, she says I'm so happy to meet you, may I take your picture, I said how about we do a selfie, she says, great idea.

OK, so everyone is going to say I'm a narcissistic bitch and want the attention, YOU'RE right, I love it, crave it, compared to being that "Cellophane Man, you can look right at me, walk right by me and never even know I'm there" person, I am respected for who and what I am even if people might not "get it".

My next chore was to go to Shop Rite, what a busy store and I always run into someone I know there. This was no exception, nothing dramatic. It was when I was checking out and another older Lady (mid 70's) tells me to go ahead of her, I recognized her but couldn't remember from where, her husband just walked up and they said we know you from Margate and High School, he said I was an assistant principle and teacher, so he knew me from HS and my business too. I was a little apprehensive even though his wife (she seemed stolid) I realized is also a consumer of my wife, some people can be "snooty" but she was actually very polite to me, the husband and I were bantering with cute little jokes, he said he don't look bad for his age and I agreed but I said don't try to dress like me you wouldn't be competition, even his wife laughed. 

For me it was a fun afternoon that helped me get though the day.