Originally Posted by
Jess Marie
BEST STORY EVER!
My aunt owns a nail and hair salon. I would go once a week and get my hair cut (she cuts hair and others do the nails) and my nails done. There was 1 instance where she wasn't there and she knew I was dropping in so she wasn't too worried. I went in for my usual and as I was sitting there talking to Kirsta, a woman walked in and said that she wants to get her nails done, but she was nervous that I was in there. Now, I live in a tourist town, all the city people (rochester) come down and live on our precious lakes (I live on Keuka lake). She walked in and I could tell she was from the city. She said that her and her friends just bought a cottage on the lake and want to get their nails done here all the time from now on, but she wanted to talk to the owner about discounts. They called my aunt and talked. She hung up, took another look and saw me. She asked the manager on duty (Sarah) if guys come here a lot. Sarah just said, not usually, but occasionally. The lady then says, well it is wrong for a guy to be here and getting his nails done. At this point, I'm tuned in and I hear what is going on. Sarah said to her, Chris is one of our favorite people in the world and we love that he comes in every week to hang out with us for a few hours (yeah... im a gossip, sue me.) The lady says, "He comes in here weekly?!?!" Sarah just nodded her head. The woman then turns to me and says, "Hey, Faggot, get out of here. This is a girls salon, not for boys like you and your boyfriend." I was enraged at this point. I stood up out of my chair and said, "You listen here, Lady, for one, I am not gay. For 2, you are from the city so we honestly don't give a **** about you or your friends. Really, us locals hate you and wish you to leave. All you do is jam up our traffic. Thirdly, you can get the **** out of here and never come back. This is a family owned business, and guess who is a member of the family? So, take your stupid friends somewhere else because we are not ever going to serve you, ever." She walked to her car and slammed the door so hard she broke the glass. ahahhaa... it was priceless, especially when I went outside and told her she is going to have to move her car because our rush hour was about to start.
What goes around comes around, Ladies. Remember that.