Jessica Moe

I really should be heading out the door right now but I was just putting my hair back in a ponytail and I winced in pain as the band slipped over my raw cuticle and I felt like I needed to complain, just a bit and just for a second….

On Saturday, my cousin-in-law and I had some time to kill before dinner and the show that we were going to see and so we went and got some pedicures and since I needed a fill, so I just got it done at the same time.  Now, let me first say that everytime you go into this store “Happy Nails” (it is a chain all around orange county…probably more like a franchise…) and you ask for a pedicure…and you stick your feet in the warm soapy water, they hand you this laminated piece of paper with a lit of their “add ons”….for *only* 10.00 more you can get a cooling mask and exfoliation and all this good stuff…but trust me, not worth it….so, I generally politely turn them down and they don’t ask again…they kind of know that people aren’t really interested…

However, on this particular day…or perhaps it was this particular salon…they gave me the hard sale. I had to find three different ways to say no thank you to the same question and then I realized that they must have some kind of quota because my “no’s” were joined by a chorus of other “no’s” all around the salon…

And it didn’t stop there, that wasn’t it….then it was “5.00 for dead skin removal”  or “15.00 for a flower design” and each time I had to turn something down including the three times I turned down the extra pedi package, I swear she got a little rough with me!

So, now…here I am…with a couple of raw cuticles…realizing that I had been in the den of the nail mafia without even knowing it….

I think I am going to find another salon….