Today at work my company was creating an ad and they needed a female’s hand to appear in it. The one requirement, the fingernails needed to be polished. The one problem, I can’t keep polish on my nails for more than three days. A coworker explained the ad to me, and when they asked if my nails were polished, I sunk down in my seat, ashamed, and looked down at my chipped nails. My hands clearly were not adequate enough to appear in the ad. This could have been a chance for me to get my foot, or hand for that matter, in the door of becoming one of the finest hand models in LA.