Auf Wiedersehen, Good night, Peace Out!
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
Maggie has been disappointed by the techs she’s referred her clients to.
Have you ever referred one of your clients out to another tech? Maybe someone moves away, or goes on vacation, and it just so happens you know a tech in that area. Probably another nail tech that you “know” from a networking forum or “met” via a Facebook group — maybe even someone you know from tradeshows or classes you’ve taken. But another nail tech you perceive to be on par with yourself. Someone who presents herself as a conscientious professional, who pursues continuing education, is active in the industry, who runs a clean ship and knows what MMA is.
So you think you are referring your client to another professional who is going to be — more or less — a lot like yourself.
Well I have. Tons of times.
Now, how many times have you heard back from that client and gotten an in-depth review of the person you referred them to? Only to learn that the tech you perceived to be a like-minded professional is, in fact, totally not in your league?
Well I have.
The number-one thing I hear back from clients is, “She’s not nearly as clean as you, Maggie.” Often accompanied by, “She didn’t even make me wash my hands.”
For the record: I don’t think I’m that clean. I’m state board compliant, for sure. But my work area and I are perpetually covered in dust and glitter. I’m thrilled that my clients feel my salon is so clean. But I’m forever comparing myself with sterile day spa environments and promo photos of salons in magazines, so I’m convinced that the place is a sty.
So I wonder how many times other techs have referred their clients to me, based on their perception of me from my Internet presence or their experience with me from industry events, only to find themselves disappointed in my failure to live up to their perception.
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.