So I'll admit it, I've been anti the home land ever since I came back a quick recharge vacation in Italia. I was all anti american coffee, men, and pasta. However, today I had a revelation about my land of the free, home of the brave.
So, I'm sitting down at my every other Tuesday manicure (listen we are coming off a recession so you know weekly manis had to be cut down). Anyway, I literally had a laugh out loud moment and unlike the rest of my generation who usually uses LOL as a conversation filler or generic response to something moderately humorous, I actually chuckled aloud.
This crazed hispanic woman came in and yelled to my vietnamese manicurist hablas espanol (which obviously she did not) and proceeded to ask if she was "gunna work on her body" (mind you chick just wanted a mani/pedi) Anyway, my puzzled manicurist proceeded to explain the pricing of both services and how there would be an extra surcharge for getting a french manicure to which this hispanic woman barked back that it was ridiculous to charge more and that walmart's nail salon is significantly cheaper. This is when the owner (a vietnamese male) yelled "ok go get your nails done at walmart" and proceeded to kick the babbling incoherent woman out. Now I'm fully aware that my written rendition of this didn't really relay the comedic exchange as accurately as it was to witness it, but the underlying humor of the two minorities and their respective accents was quite humorous. (take my word for it) Moreover, the implications of what transpired made me re fall in love with this great country. The encounter displayed this nations strength in small businesses, the melting pot of ethnicities, the capitalism, the freedom of speech, the empowerment and equality of women, among the plethora of reasons why this country is still one of the greatest places to live.
So, I'm sitting down at my every other Tuesday manicure (listen we are coming off a recession so you know weekly manis had to be cut down). Anyway, I literally had a laugh out loud moment and unlike the rest of my generation who usually uses LOL as a conversation filler or generic response to something moderately humorous, I actually chuckled aloud.
This crazed hispanic woman came in and yelled to my vietnamese manicurist hablas espanol (which obviously she did not) and proceeded to ask if she was "gunna work on her body" (mind you chick just wanted a mani/pedi) Anyway, my puzzled manicurist proceeded to explain the pricing of both services and how there would be an extra surcharge for getting a french manicure to which this hispanic woman barked back that it was ridiculous to charge more and that walmart's nail salon is significantly cheaper. This is when the owner (a vietnamese male) yelled "ok go get your nails done at walmart" and proceeded to kick the babbling incoherent woman out. Now I'm fully aware that my written rendition of this didn't really relay the comedic exchange as accurately as it was to witness it, but the underlying humor of the two minorities and their respective accents was quite humorous. (take my word for it) Moreover, the implications of what transpired made me re fall in love with this great country. The encounter displayed this nations strength in small businesses, the melting pot of ethnicities, the capitalism, the freedom of speech, the empowerment and equality of women, among the plethora of reasons why this country is still one of the greatest places to live.
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