I broke a fingernail

Bret and I were supposed to be in New Orleans for grand Ma Leta's memorial service; but, we got diverted half way there by Bret's boss Gary ' to go Atlanta instead. Oh Well such is life. So, I broke a nail and I needed a nail repair. Someone at the hotel told me to walk down about three blocks. OK, so I headed down about 10 blocks to find only a Freddies barber shop with bars on the windows and doors. I walked in to find Eddie Murphy and Richard Pryer and maybe Chris Rock. Ok Guys where is there a nail salon ? I asked. It is quite away down the road and we suggest you not walk there alone. Hmmmmmm. Ok I'm going back to the hotel; I'll keep my broken nail for now.So, I sit watching the soaps for now till Bret gets back. Fun Fun