Auf Wiedersehen, Good night, Peace Out!
Sadly, Maggie’s need for balance in her life means saying goodbye to her Maggie Rants blog.
And while I’m ranting about forms… Do you know how many websites I have been sifting through this week on my great quest for awesome new forms?A lot. Seriously, like maybe 30. And you know what?

And while I’m ranting about forms…
Do you know how many websites I have been sifting through this week on my great quest for awesome new forms?
A lot. Seriously, like maybe 30. And you know what? I can’t find “forms” on any of them.
No, that’s not entirely true. If I go back to Google and search for a specific manufacturer and then add “nail forms” to the criteria, I’ll get Google results for various supplier websites that take me directly to the page that has those particular forms on it. But all attempts to find forms by actually going directly to a supplier’s website and looking for forms has resulted in banging-my-head-against-the-keyboard frustration.
Am I calling them the wrong thing? Was there some sort of symposium recently where everyone got together and decided to rename good, old-fashioned nail forms something hip, like “enhancement sculpting foundation scaffolding,” and then forgot to mention it to me?
Where do suppliers hide these things on their websites? I keep trying the tabs marked “tools” or “accessories” and coming up blank. I’ve tried “acrylic,” I’ve tried “gel,” I’ve tried doing searches for brand names. I eventually resort to using the website’s search feature and come up empty. But Google can take me there, why can’t the website?
Maybe that’s why the price of forms is so high. Perhaps the manufacturers aren’t selling enough of them to warrant the mass runs that would bring down the prices, because the suppliers haven’t figured out how to properly list forms in their websites, so sales are slow, driving up costs?
Yeah. That’s probably it. Because I haven’t had any luck searching for “scaffolding” either.
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.