Pedicure Nightmare

Can I just tell you that today has been THE longest day in the history of the world? I mean seriously people, when is it going to be 5:00!?

I've been meaning to blog about my pedicure experience from the other day and just haven't taken the time to do it. Now that I've got a few minutes to spare at work, I thought I'd jot it down right quick.

So Sunday afternoon after Mike, Jenny and the kids leave, I decided to run to the mall and to Kohl's. When I was at the mall, I got a wild hair to get a pedicure. It was supposed to be nice weather this week, technically it's Spring now…nice, cute, freshly polished toes would be cute and fun.Not so much.

I went to ProfessioNail at the mall. The girl has the little foot bath thing going and I stick my feet in. Now let me say first that I love a good, hot bath. If my legs aren't red when I get out of tub, it's not been a good bath. Back to my story…..

I stick my feet in and Lordy, the water was hot, hot, hot! I told the girl that and of course, since she didn't speak hardly any English, she smiled, nodded and said "oh." Should have been my first clue.

We get the water temperature figured out and the pedicure begins. I'm sittin' there, relaxin', playin' on my Blackberry and thinking it was going to be a good experience. Until the girl started taking the pumice stone thing to the bottom of my feet. My feet mind you, aren't callous, they aren't rough, they are just your average, run of the mill feet. There was no reason to scrub the way that little woman was! I bit my tongue though and made it through. Should have been my second clue.

After the pumice stoning, she gets up and goes to get the lotion to rub on my feet and calves. She rubs the right leg down, not a big deal. The lotion was warm, but wasn't uncomfortable or anything like that. She put a steaming hot towel around my legs when she was done and moved on to the left leg. She picks up the bottle of lotion and tries to squirt some in her hand. Well, she misses her hand completely and it falls straight onto the top of my foot.

Let me just say, I about cried like a baby right then and there. The lotion was hotter than hell. Hell people, hell. That's how hot this lotion was! I immediately flinched and said "OUCH!" and dipped my foot into the water that was left in the little tub thing. I'm moving my foot around and squirming saying "CRAP!" trying to get the hotter than hell lotion off the top of my foot. While this is all going on, the girl that is doing the pedicure is laughing and saying something in whatever language she speaks, to the girl that was giving someone a pedicure beside me.
We get the lotion off and there's a nice bright red mark about the size of a 50 cent piece on the top of my foot. The girl kept looking at it, grinning and saying "oh…." She eventually got up and got some cooling gel stuff and put that on it and that helped take the burning sensation away. I told her not to worry about massaging that foot or leg, just paint my dang toes.

So she paints my toes, no big deal. When she's done, she looks to find my flip flops. She tries to put them on and realizes that putting them on at this stage in the game may mess up my polish. Had I not been in so much pain before she started painting, I'd have put them on beforehand. Nonetheless though…………….she tries to put my flip flop on and again starts shaking her head and muttering "oh…oh" She puts my flip flops down on the floor then goes over and picks up another pair of flip flops and brings them over to me. She tried to get me to put these on and I kid you not, I about vomited and/or kicked her in the face.

These flip flops that she brought me were obviously someone else's everyday flip flops. They were supposed to be white, but instead were black where someone else had worn them and sweat in them. They were grungy and nasty. They had this nasty, stacked sole on them that was also supposed to be white, but was black with dirt instead. GROSS!When I told her NO that I wasn't going to put those on, she just looked at me, shaking the head again and said "oh?" I told her I'd put my own on, I didn't care if it messed up my polish or not. It messed up one toe and honestly, it could have messed up all ten of them and I wouldn't have cared at that point.

I ended up paying her the $25 for the pedicure, but explained to her in a polite yet angry tone that I most certainly didn't feel like I should have paid and that I would NEVER be back again. Again, she just nodded her head, grinned and said "oh…."

Thankfully my foot didn't blister, though it did stay red for the rest of the day. I'd have been even more pissed if it blistered!

Needless to say, I won't be going back to ProfessioNail in the future.