I'll show them...or not

I was told in jest by my coworkers that I'm boring because I revealed during a conversation about nail polish that I have strictly worn red nail polish on my toes for years. Not even pink. Just red. When I get a pedicure, upon entering the salon, I walk right up to the wall of nail polish and I select a bright cherry red each and every time. Sure that shade varies from time to time but it's always red.

I work with people who paint their nails black, turquoise, with polka dots and sometimes different colors on each hand. So today, on my much needed day off, I went to get a pedicure. Upon entering the salon, I picked up a bottle of red and then I hesitated. I can be fun. I can be different. So I picked up a bright orange. And right before I walked away, I put the orange down and picked up lime green. After all, I like lime green clothes. It's definitely summery...and fun. The opposite of boring.

I knew the polish was a huge mistake before I even left. My first inkling that I probably looked ridiculous was when the manicurist (or is it pedicurist?) nail technician asked me several times if I liked it. I lied. I said I did. I pretended to be fun. The truth is, I can't wait to change it.

Every time I look down at my lime green toes, the yellow-ish hue catches me off guard and for a split-second I think my toes look sickly...like some weird fungus is growing and I'm seeing if for the first time. So much for being spontaneous.