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| - I stopped in this evening for a gel manicure. The waiting area had 2 people waiting and I was told that I'd need to wait 15-20 minutes. As I went to sit down, 4 women entered and signed in after me. They left to get drinks and I asked the man at the counter for a file. I explained that I don't allow anyone to use a router/electric file/drill on me, and that I'd file off the top layer off my gel polish(on natural nails) myself while I waited.
I file off the top layers of my gel and wait my turn. My name is called and I go to desk 16. She seems confused. Much language is yelled across the salon and it's decided that I need to put my hands in a bowl of acetone since I refused the drill. (Let's be real, it's a Dremel and it shouldn't be used on natural nails.) she leaves the desk. 10 minutes later she comes back and tells me I need to move to the unoccupied desk next to her. I ask why, she says she needs it. She moves my bowl and me, leaves my cell phone and jewelry at her desk as she seats one of the 4 girls who came in after me.
Now my hands have been in acetone for 15 minutes, and I start scraping the gel off using the nails on my other hand. (Hell I could have done this at home) I'm watching my? Nail tech using the damn Dremel on this girl's normal nail polish on her natural nails, then daintily putting cotton soaked in acetone on her nails and wrapping them in foil. Now I'm getting pissed, as I apparently wasn't good enough for the actual proper application of acetone.
The man from the front desk comes to check on my soaking, I tell him they've been in long enough and if my former nail tech didn't feel like taking care of me anymore, to give me a cuticle pusher so I can remove the remainder of flakes off my way too soaked-in-acetone nails. He says they aren't done yet, and that he'll be back in 5 minutes to do it himself. I proceed to remove the rest with my own damn nails while watching my former nail tech massage the other girl's hands and arms.
Finally after having removed my own gel polish I'm moved to desk number 1. She takes off the 8 flakes of polish left and asks why I don't allow the drill. Good lord. I tell her that I had someone go through the polish and through my nail underneath , lots of blood, took 2 years to grow out. I'm looking at her Dremel while I say this and notice that all the bits have crap on them.... so they don't clean them between people.
So the cutting, filing, cuticle clipping buffing etc go fine. My left hand with base coat is in the uv light (which is awkwardly as far left of me as possible) and she finishes the first layer of gel on my right, says switch, then "I'll be right back" She then goes back to my original nail tech's desk and proceeded to paint designs on all 10 of that girl's fingers! Leaving me for 10 minutes with almost but not even finished nails.
Finally she comes back, no apology, finishes my nails and I go to pay. I didn't argue since he didn't charge me the $10 for gel removal. Whew, no yelling from me. But damn, I'm not going back. We shall see how the manicure lasts.
90 minutes in total, I'm pushed to the side twice to cater to a walk-in girl who came in after me, and I had to remove my own month old gel polish because I refused to let them use dirty power tools on me.
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