These usually last about 3 weeks until I can't take looking at my poor feet that walk in heels at least 2-3 days a week.You know how your feet get after all that dry ass heat day in and day out, ashy as fuck, cuticles like caked on onion peels. I start hating my pretty feet once I let the sun and ash destroy them.
After work last Friday I got home and Jen calls me to talk, I ask where she was and this bitch is getting her nails done.
I prefer to leave my hand nails as is, no need to plaster on the fakies unless there is something special coming up or if I wanna feel like a fuckin diva.
So I decide to invite myself to her solo nail affair.
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We live close to each other that if I wanted to run my happy ass to her house it would take about 10-15 minutes. So when she told me that she was at the nail place not by our house I was like "huh?" WHY?
ok FINE, I will still go.
She goes there alot and is loyal to her nail technician girl. Whatevs man.
To bad her girl was busy with waxing.
I still drove and got there to see that it wasn't that busy for a Friday evening. Nice start.
All I wanted was a pedicure and maybe a short but pleasant massage.
Talk about asking for to much.
What happens next was aggravating.
I didn't take along my Kindle because I figured me and Jen would catch up on the latest going ons. Right? ....WRONG!
She sat so far away from me that we had to text each other to communicate.
There were teenage girls getting these long ass nails, singing out loud and complaining that if they wore heels for 4 hours they weren't going to be able to dance that night. Gimme a break child! I could run wearing heels.
Next was even more painful.
I sat there for so long my toes looked like a 80 year olds vagina when I finally took them out. OUCH!
They freaking hurt and looked like all my skin was getting ready to fall off.
Corpse feet.
You know when you take a long shower just the tips start getting white from all that dead skin, this wasn't just the tips this was my whole foot!
It took so long for them to get to me but finally miss Pedi lady got started on me. Geez.
Jen got a head start on her nails because she was there before I was.
I am watching more and more people pile in while I am getting my weak ass pedicure done.
Next to me sits a older lady with the hairiest legs I have ever fuckin seen. She had some of the ugliest toes on a woman I have laid eyes on in a long time.
After a while Jennifer gets up to wash her hands from all the chemicals and whatever it is they mold on your finger nails.
She takes one look at my feet and says "That's why you shouldn't let your toes get that wrinkled!" in her high pitched bitch voice.
Being a smart ass will get you no where missy.
That's okay though because our escapade gets worse on her end.
As she tells me this I notice that her nail techie cut her on one of her nails. HAHA that's what you get Jen.
She finally takes a good look at her fingers and starts to complain to say they were too wide. The girl that had finally decided that if she didn't start on me that I was going to walk out of there with my pruned up feet, yells across the salon with her thick accent and told Jen's girl to go more narrow. I don't think this went over to well.....
After she washes her hand and sits back down I get a text message a few seconds later saying that her girl just sprayed her fingers with alcohol. Did she happen to notice that she cut her finger?
haha horrible.
I was about done with this place, I don't know why she just didn't go to the place by our house (she told me later why not).
My massage was miserable, she pushed down on parts of my feet I didn't think I used. Then put some cold ass lotion on my legs. She then finished the process by taking a hot towel and wiping off the lotion.....
WTF?
What the hell did I get myself into?
I just wanted a simple pedicure with a light massage to the right parts of my feet!
I just wanted out at that point, but let the woman finish me up.
They had me sit at the table with crazy colored lights to dry that ish off. Jen comes and is done as well.
She hated her nails. They were to thick (they were), they didn't look natural, she should have gotten a color on them. So on and so forth. I told her to tell the lady to fix it or not to pay. She said something like "I'll just come back tomorrow and have someone else fix it".
I myself have a problem with telling people they fucked up on something that I am going to pay for.
I recall getting my hair dyed black, now that was a NIGHTMARE! I had a purple forehead for a week.
I still paid.
I need to grow some balls and just let people have it if they fuck up!
It's hard though. I can't for some reason.
We both paid (NO TIP) and walked out of there with a dire need of a cocktail.
Next time I will tell myself that I'm not paying for that if I don't like it. THAT'S THAT!
Hahaa! You should of kicked a lil water in her mouth..there's yo tip bitch!
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