On the bus (2)

January 16, 2007

Today is the first day of the spring semester to school at ASU, so the bus was full of returning and excited undergraduates.  I saw a young woman talking to her two friends, a man and a woman.  She had nasty fake nails on, done in the French manicure style.  In this style, the quick of the nail is a lustrous, fleshy pink while the extending portion of the nail is pearly white.  

Most people on the bus were being quiet since it was still early in the morning.  But the fingernail woman was talking loudly.  She informed her friends that she had recently busted off a couple of nails, one so badly that it bled.  In fact, she said, it bled for twelve hours.  She wagged the formerly bloody finger; it looked ok now.  

4 Responses to “On the bus (2)”

  1. I don’t know. Having worked in stage theater for a number of years in high school and undergrad, and having worked as a cart monkey for Home Despot, I have done a bunch of damage to my hands. This includes breaking, crushing, and/or completely tearing off nails. I have never had one bleed for twelve hours. I’d have to say that she’s either exaggerating a bit, or she’s got Hemophilia or something of that nature, in which case she’s got bigger problems than a broken fingernail!

  2. sheepdays Says:

    Yuck, indeed. She was kind of brandishing her finger at the boy as a weird attempt at flirtation. He didn’t seem all that jazzed, but who knows? Different strokes for different folks.

  3. adan Says:

    Wow! What a way to start your day. So that’s your trek? Home, bus, ASU campus? Did you ride the same bus last year? I ask because when I lived in Chicago I’d ride the bus. A little community of folks evolved out of that because we usually took it at the same times, on the same days….

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