I think I know the answer to this one.
I’ve been a manicurist for a couple of years now and it’s not the prettiest job I’ve had.
I’m not even sure I’ve ever been in a situation where I had to put a manicured nail on someone else’s face.
I also don’t think it’s a very nice job, but it’s the best I’ve been paid.
So, what do you do when you get a phone call from a customer?
I have a pretty good sense of what to do.
But this time I had a client who called and wanted me to fix their hair.
I had no idea she was allergic to all the products on the market.
I took the job on a Friday and started working around 9:30 a.m.
It was pretty miserable work.
I’m an allergist, so I have to put on gloves, a mask and go out there and make sure they’re all covered.
The only thing I had on hand was a cotton ball applicator that I had in the bathroom.
When I got to the salon, I knew something was off.
It had a very thick cotton ball in it, and the ball felt like a piece of rubber.
This is what I did next.
You don’t know if it’s going to be real or fake, right?
And you can’t tell what the problem is until you’re done.
So I put a couple fingers into the ball, made a small mark and then used a paper towel to apply a dab of product.
The nail was gone.
The only problem was that I didn’t put the cotton ball directly into the nail.
Instead, I used the cotton and the cotton applicator.
The cotton just kind of bounced out of the ball and landed on the nail like a ball of paper.
So the client asked if I had done a full manicure.
I said I did, and then I said, “Can I take the nail off?”
He said, no, I want the hair to fall.
And I took a couple more steps and pulled the nail out.
I was in the process of cutting the hair when he called and said, look, you’re not going to believe this.
You need to get your hair cut at the salon.
I think the first thing you think of when you hear that is, I don’t want to have to do that.
And the next thing you thought of is, can I cut my hair?
So I did a couple quick, quick steps and took a little bit of a swig of water and put my head down and started to cut the hair.
At the same time, I was trying to keep the cotton in the ball.
When I was cutting, the ball just kind, you know, bounced around and landed and the nail just kind slipped out of it.
So, I took it out of my head, and I tried to clean the hair off with a hair brush and wipe it off with my finger and put it in the dishwasher.
But then I started to think that maybe I didn-I don’t remember this.
Maybe I had the wrong product.
But I still had a cotton applicators in the sink.
So I looked in the mirror and I was like, oh my God, what’s going on here?
I guess I did not think it was a real manicure because it wasn’t in the photo.
So the first time I think of a real one I thought it was just a hairbrush.
I didn, like, wash my hair, so that’s when I thought maybe I did it the wrong way.
I was in disbelief, and it was scary.
I just started crying, and my manager came over and was like oh, that was scary too.
I went back in and I had just cleaned my hair and put a little towel over my face and I went home.
And all of a sudden, I’m thinking, oh, my God.
What am I doing?
And then I was going to go back in the salon and try it again.
But the first day it was so different.
I could see the cotton balls.
The ball was gone, and there was no cotton in it.
I started crying.
I did it again and this time it was even worse.
I kept trying to clean it off, and that’s why I was just like, I need to go home and call my husband.
I’ve got to call my mother.
I have some stuff to do, so my husband comes home from work and says, you’ve got this in your head.
What are you doing?
It was crazy.
And then, the next day, it was different.
I went to my salon and said I need some help.
I called a manicura and it turned out