Everything was swell until we actually sat down to get our nails done. I was cut badly not even a minute in and my friend was cut after me. They offered to switch to different people, which we accepted. This was a worse decision because my friend was cut another time, worse than the last. Who I was with then pretty much dumped nail polish into my wound. Any normal person could do a nice nail job with patience and a wikihow open to the side, these were "professionals" and it was the equivalent of walking into a preschool and asking the kids to do it. It ruined our day out and for anyone who has ever had a cut near your nail, you understand how painful it is to heal and take care of so it does not get worse. Every time we go to the nearby Smith's or stop by the gas station we get flashbacks, it was that bad.