Auf Wiedersehen, Good night, Peace Out!
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
The BF and I go rounds on a regular basis about the way businesses use the term “lost.” He insists that most of the time when a business says they’ve “lost” money, what they really mean

The BF and I go rounds on a regular basis about the way businesses use the term “lost.” He insists that most of the time when a business says they’ve “lost” money, what they really mean is that they didn’t make money. They were counting their chickens before they hatched, so to speak, and “lost revenue” is really just projected revenue that never materialized.
Whatever.
Sure, I get what he’s saying and on a purely semantic level I agree. But let’s face it — when you’re booked solid from dawn till dusk and three people don’t show up for their appointments, you don’t really come home saying, “Well I didn’t make $XXX dollars today.” You stomp through the front door cursing those three people saying, “I lost $XXX dollars today!”
Which is how my Monday went. I was booked solid from 10 a.m. till 10 p.m.! Which is how it ought to be, especially with a new car payment to look forward to. But two of those clients never showed up and one cancelled, albeit a little late in the game. So at the end of the day I’m looking at my receipts going, “I lost $120 today.”
That’s not really true, of course. I know exactly where all the money I made on Monday is. I didn’t lose any of it. I just expected to make $120 more than I actually did!
But that’s the language of business, isn’t it? We project our earnings for any given period of time and after the fact, we tally up our actual earnings and if it’s less than we expected we say we “lost” money. Funny how we never say we “found” money if we come out ahead.
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.