Auf Wiedersehen, Good night, Peace Out!
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.

There’s a big difference between knowing how to do nails in the manner of having read and understood the instructions, to knowing howto do nails in the manner of having it all click in place and come naturally. There’s no shortcut from this Point A to this Point B. No matter how many times you watch a video or a seasoned tech, there is no substitute for repetition of the physical motions. That’s the only thing that creates the wrinkles in your brain that translate knowledge to ability.
It’s just like the first time you picked up a pen or pencil — you couldn’t write your name. It took practice. You had to learn your ABC’s, you had to learn what each letter looked like, how to draw it, which ones were in your name, and then you had to practice writing that name over and over before it became the second-nature scribble that you call a signature today, right?
So why do we expect to master a new skill in a few weeks by watching YouTube videos?
Getting your license does not a nail tech make. Mere desire manifested in wishing does not a nail tech make. You have to get out your products and go through the motions, over and over and over and over. You have to train your brain to move your hand automatically through each step of the process without conscious thought so you can focus on the minutiae that make the difference between a set of nails and a great set of nails.
It’s a process. For many of us, it’s a long, tedious process —
Wax on...
Wax off...
Wax on...
Wax off...
HEY! This is boring! I wanted to learn to do nails!
OH! Hey! Look at that. I’ve been learning to do nails.
Who’da thunk?
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
Maggie recalls the time she tried to figure out how to dispose of her salon chemicals.
With a vacation approaching, Maggie can’t wait to put some distance between herself and the drama of the salon.
Maggie doesn’t hesitate to confront clients about past sins.
How sick is too sick for a nail appointment?
Maggie is fed up with clients who won’t get off the phone.
Maggie needs to remind herself that she has options.
Maggie is trading in one writing genre for another.
Maggie knows too much about sanitation to get excited about a strange Jacuzzi tub.
Maggie is no longer certain nails are in her long-term future.
Maggie is learning about the downside of success — scheduling is a nightmare.
Maggie contemplates the limits of her charitable impulses.
Maggie is not too keen on clients bringing in their own nail supplies.
Just because Maggie isn’t with a client doesn’t mean she’s not working.
Twenty-two years of doing nails takes a toll on the hands.
Maggie doesn’t want her product reps dropping by.
Maggie enjoys other people’s drama — up to a point.