The podiatrist's assistant looked at my feet, commented on how well my toes were trimmed, and asked me who I had to help me with cutting my toes, on the assumption I was too old and decrepit to be able to trim my own toenails! I was just stunned to find myself put in that 'box' with world of the enfeebled.
Must have been the lavender cologne I was wearing.
Anytime you want to trim my toenails, Okarol, just let me know -- perhaps something can be arranged.