TFI Friday is a well known phenomenon in the English speaking countries I imagine. The religious or the non swearing kind often replace F with G.
TFI Thursday is a brand new one and it doesn’t have anything to do with the arrival of the weekend….much.
Lately, in the ABOUTAsia House in Barey Pram Prei AKA Charming City, strange things started to happen.
Ladies of the office (and there is a fair few of us) drew the winning card as our boss recently got in touch with his feminine side and arranged for a rather spectacular event to take place every Thursday. Boys of the office grunt and shake heads in disbelief. Or is it jealousy? Who knows.
Come 2 PM we (ladies) start anxiously looking over our shoulders toward the main entrance. We look and look again….. And then here they are. Two Cambodian ladies with blue plastic baskets full of their ware and secret tricks of the trade. By now the a/c has cooled our meeting room to tolerable 20 degrees and soft relaxing tunes finish the picture.
Being the guinea pig of the group I hand my hands out, sitting comfortably, Lady 1 and Lady 2 positioned conveniently lower sitting on tiny rattan stools get to work. Yes, that’s right – I am getting a manicure! What else could a girl want on a Thursday afternoon?
I glance sideways towards the blue plastic treasure chest of heavenly colours any rainbow would be jealous of and sparkles to match. Sheets of nails stickers are available for those who want to go native and on offer today we have roses, petals, diamonds and even Angry Birds. Whatever mood you are in – we have the right stickers for you.
I consider my options and contemplate the colour of the week while my silent manicurists busy themselves with my cuticles. One wedge of lime and a dollop of cream (I can only hope that it’s not whitening!!!) later I am ready for the next step and I have made up my mind: I remain true to my classic value of “I hope this goes with just about anything in my wardrobe…well it should as it’s mainly black items I posses….” and reach for a non sparkly deep red number. Elegant and simple. Two coats stick to my nails, drying and I am done. I have omitted the Angry Bird stickers, or any stickers for that matter, and walk away being called “boring” by my more adventurous and botaNAILically inclined colleagues. As I find the concept of another person touching my feet slightly disturbing I also walk out pedicureless.
There is a steady stream of female staff members wanting to have their nails as fabulous as mine and the show goes on for the majority of the afternoon. A significant decrease in keyboard clicking has been observed by the males of the office during this drying time but they seem to understand how important the drying time really is. The smell of acetone penetrates the air and our recently adopted black and white office cat “Kitty” seeks refuge outside.
My first dose of blood red nails (in a long time) unleashed the long forgotten (pre-Cambodian) woman in me – the woman who takes care of herself just for herself and for the act of pampering alone. Easy to forget battling daily with the outside world full of dust, moisture and fumes. Not to mention that the rainy season is coming. Mud….mud…mud….
The other day I found myself in Lucky Mall browsing the shelves with tiny colourful bottles and spent money on two variations of deep red – just in case I can’t wait for Thursday.
Oh my God – It’s a girl!!!
anna bella betts
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