I FOUND THE STATION WHERE I WAS SITTING FILTHY. DIRT WAS CAKED IN CREVICES, VISIBLE REMNANTS OF SOMETHING LINING THE CORNERS AND EDGES. LOTS OF DEBRIS ON THE FLOOR. THERE WAS A FILM ON THE TOOL SHE USED TO CUT THE NAIL TIPS. I WISH I'D HAD THE NERVE TO WALK OUT.
I WAS NOT REQUIRED TO WASH MY HANDS FIRST.
NOR DID SHE WASH HERS.
SHE GOT AS FAR AS THE GEL COATING. THEN I WAS TOLD I COULD WASH.
WHEN I RETURNED I WAS PASSED TO SOMEONE ELSE AT A DIFFERENT STATION. A LITTLE CLEANER.
HE ADDED THE SEALER?
I WAS DESPERATE TO HAVE MY NAILS DONE. THEY WERE BENDING BACK AND BREAKING .