Go Home Already!
It is ridiculous that it should take me over two hours to finish my last client of the day. Sure, occasionally, the last client of the day represents that final "ahh" when you relax and realize
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Getting What You Wish For
I'm left-handed. Like many lefties, I'm pretty ambidextrous, and I confuse the heck out of clients because I do my hand-filing with both hands, switching off in the middle to do the other side of the
She Loves Me, She Loves Me Not
I've got this one client … You know where this is headed, don't you? So I've had this client, off and on, for several years. And for several years, off and on, I've come this close to
I Totally Forgot …
… what it was I was going to talk about. I hate when that happens! Earlier today I knew exactly what I was going to rant about and now I've gone and become all distracted! First, by
Spring Cleaning — or Not
I hate having stuff on my desk. In a perfect world, my desk would look like Exhibit A (on your left). It would have pretty much nothing on it. Even when I'm working. Of course, that
Thanks for the Compliment, Sorry You're Bleeding
I just don't understand why people want to squirm when they're getting their nails done. It seems like a no-brainer that you would want to sit still. I mean, sure, there's always the Murphy's Law factor
I'm Your Nail Tech, Not Your Babysitter
I don't do confirmation calls. For one thing, as we've discussed, I'm not keen on using the phone any more than necessary. For another, it's not my job to manage your schedule for you. I have
Stealing Talent
There used to be an interesting job out there called “corporate headhunter” where people actually got paid to find people who rocked at their jobs and then offer them new jobs. Like some guy would call you
I’d Like to Use One of My Sick Days, Please.
It started Friday. I woke up feeling a little dry and scratchy in the throat. I spent the day in denial, convincing myself that I must have slept with my mouth open — snoring or something.
Well, I Guess It’s the Thought That Counts
I have a post office box that I share with Mom. We’ve had the post office box for close to 20 years now because Mom lives out in the boonies and, about 20 years ago, she
Home Alone
What am I doing here at home in the middle of my normally scheduled work day? I always advise other techs who are trying to fill space in their schedules to stay at the salon even
I Taught Them Everything They Know!
I’ve really wanted to talk about the HRTE (High Road to Education) event I attended in San Jose, Calif., last weekend — except now I think it’s two weekends ago? *sigh* In case you have been
Please Leave Your Name and Number
I hate talking on the phone. Always have. Which made my mom’s life much easier while I was a teenager — back in the days of a single phone line per household and no cell phones.
I’d Rather Be Blogging
So here I am, sitting at the “Cyber Cafe” at the Stanford Medical Center. Stanford Hospital? What is this place actually called, anyway? Apparently I’m in the “hospital and clinics.” This week has been a hectic one.
Spit It Out!
If you ever have the occasion to sit at my table during a class, don’t be surprised when I tell you to spit out your gum. In fact, why would you chew gum while you are
You Know You’re Obsessed When ...
Well, I’m not sure if it’s Athena Elliott’s constant posting about how great it’s been working out for her, or if my brain is just on overdrive trying to think up new ways to take the
Slightly Competitive
With all the news and gloom and whining about The Economy these days, I’ve noticed something about myself ... I might be slightly competitive. For starters, at least in my specific location, most of the individuals and