So what if a single, middle-aged man wants to offer spa services from the comfort of his home. What's so creepy about that?Maybe it wasn't the most brilliant plan he'd ever had to meet women. But when the cop showed up at Todd's door, he was actually kind of surprised. Turns out you need a small business license to operate a nail salon from your home. Who knew?
It's not like he was getting enough "business" to make up for all the money he had spent on those bath salts and paraffin wax anyway. He actually had quite a few responses from the Craigslist ad, but when the women showed up for their pedicures, they all took one look at his set-up and ran.
He didn't get it. It wasn't THAT bad. So what if the "massage chair" was nothing more than his old recliner draped in one of those beaded car seat covers. It was a really nice car seat cover. And he had gotten the "spa bath" from Michelle after Ella outgrew it. It was one of those Prince Lionheart Flexi Baths. Lightweight, easy to clean and with a handy little drain plug to dispose of the dirty water.
There was the one woman who was too polite to leave immediately. But as soon as Todd pulled out the straight razor he intended to use on her calluses, she jumped up, kneed him in the face and took off screaming.
He was still applying the ice pack when the police knocked. He got hit with a pretty hefty fine, and the officer stood and watched while he folded the Flexi Bath down flat with a simple snap and stored it away. Todd knew the officer was just doing his job, but he was a little offended when the guy squinted at him and flashed the international sign for "I've got my eye on you" before he left.