Hard As Nails

| Working | May 25, 2015

(I am going to a new nail salon in the mall for a manicure. The nail technician is clipping away with nail clippers very fast, and cuts into my skin.)

Me: “Ouch!”

Nail Technician: “Sorry!” *keeps cutting rapidly into my skin, causing it to bleed*

Me: “Ouch! OW!”

Nail Technician: “Sorry!” *now uses a nail file on my cut and bleeding nail bed*

Me: “Ow! Stop!” *snatches my hand away*

Nail Technician: *annoyed* “I said sorry already! Beauty is pain, you know, so stop complaining!”

Me: “Excuse me?”

(She says nothing else and finishes my manicure. I am dying to get out of there, and go up to pay. My poor fingernails are still bleeding and throbbing. She follows me.)

Nail Technician: “You know, you should really wax off that mustache! We have good prices for waxing!”

Me: *glare*

(Needless to say, she didn’t get a tip, and I didn’t go back. Last I heard, it was made into a clothing store!)

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