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I was originally going to post this in nikki_kp 's post, but I thought it was a funny story, so I posted it here. nikki_kp 's post: http://www.livejournal.com/users/nikki_kp/503249.html

Christmas of 2002... I was in Willowbrook Mall, doing my last-minute shopping, which really means I was doing all of my shopping last minute. I'm walking through the corridor of the place, kind of closer to the outside. This guy was working one of the center kiosks and was hell-bent on making a sale.

So I'm walking along, just minding my own business. I come to a break in the flow of traffic, and as I'm walking through the space in the crowd... I didn't mean for it to happen... he looked at me and we made eye contact. I let out a yelp.

I ran to the left. He ran to the left. I ran to the right. He went to the right. My heart was pounding. I thought I saw a clearing, and went for it. Just as I bolted out of reach, he lunged at me and caught my hand.

So then this guy, who spoke English with a fairly thick accent, went to work on my fingernail to demonstrate the effectiveness of the new nail grooming system was sure woo any women in my life. I tried to break free, but I couldn't. He buffed and buffed my nail for about a minute.

Then he asked me if I would like to pick up a grooming kit for my wife.

"No wife."

"Girlfriend"

"No girlfirend."

"Mother?"

"She wouldn't want that."

"Grandma?"

"No fingernails." (I was desparate.)

Seeing he was all out of options, he finally gave up. I was free.

But I did have a shiny fingernail for a week, so all was good.