To be a better Brazilian, today I chatted it up with the manicurist.
This appears to be a very Brazilian thing to do. Whenever I get a manicure, the other clients are non-stop yapping at the manicurist, sometime to the point where I feel sorry for the poor woman.
I’m not very accustomed to this custom. In the U.S., I rarely had a lengthy conversation with a manicurist, mostly because they rarely spoke much English. Most were of the Asian persuasion and either lived in deep-rooted Asian communities or had recently arrived.
But today I… well I tried to have a conversation. She actually wasn’t really into it. My manicurist was more interested in talking to the other client and manicurist next to us. I can’t really blame her. I could tell my attempts to talk were making her nervous, maybe because she didn’t exactly understand my Portuguese accent.
Oh well. I guess I’ll keep chipping away at it!!