My sister took me to a swanky spa to get my first-ever professional pedicure. It was heavenly. I was explaining to Joe, my 13-year-old, how luxurious it was:
Me: You're wrapped in a soft robe and they put a warm towel around your shoulders, then you lean back in a cozy armchair and they put a lavender pillow over your eyes...
Joe: Your eyes are covered?
Joe: MOM!! -- Do you know how easy it would be for them to just slit your throat?!
I hadn't considered the possibility of a sneak attack - but I sure will now.