Not going to do a long post today, just some thoughts about yesterday. You see not long after I started calling the Mean Girls they had me get some bright pink nail polish and pretty much since then I have had pretty pink sissy toes. At first I was so conscious of them even though i'd have socks and shoes on over the top. But yesterday after work I'd decided to go swimming, I completely forgot about my pink toes literally until I changed in the changing room. I was full of panic in that changing room, I knew I couldn't just get back changed and walk out as it would look strange.
I kept peering round the edge of the cubicle and the way to the pool was pretty clear, so I rushed to the pool and instead of dipping my toes like usual lowered myself straight in. I knew that once in ppl wouldn't be able to notice my toes (I hoped) and got to doing my lengths. I was still paranoid and after a while knew i'd have to get out. I was walking back to the changing rooms and walked past a lifeguard who was coming out of the cleaning room. She smiled but then looked down and nearly burst out laughing. I was mortified and rushed to my locker. I was too afraid to take a shower as there were another couple of gents in there so got dried and changed as quick as I could
The worst thing was walking out through the reception of the leisure centre. There is a window through to the pool area and the lifeguard was there talking to another woman. She literally pointed at me and both of them started laughing. I knew my cheeks were blazing red as I almost ran to my car. It had the usual effect on me and I was throbbing most of the day after that.
I can't believe i've got the point where having bright pink toenails is like second nature. Its things like this that make me properly realise i'm not a real man *blushes*