Sunday, April 5, 2009
I Feel Like Dorothy
Yesterday Vann and I went to Frisco just for fun. We had a great time just relaxing and doing whatever we wanted to do.
I needed to get my nails done and Vann found the most fabulous place. (He didn't stay, but I wanted to give him credit for finding this Oz-like fantasy land.) It was called simply, "Nails Now." I liked the Now part. Instant gratification and all.
Well, I went in and asked them how long it would be before they could take me...after all, it was a Saturday morning and they said, you guessed it, "right now. Go have seat in chair 8."
So, I did and was greeted by the most beautiful young Vietnamese girl named "Helen." She got the fact that I like to wear my nails short and that I don't want to paint them with a design and that I just wanted a little white at the tips. Wow! There were between 10 and 15 customers already in "Nails Now" getting their nails done or pedicures or something. There were also about 10 - 15 other nail, wax, massage techs waiting for that valuable customer to come in the door so they could take care of them "now."
Helen spoke beautiful English with just a touch of a Vietnamese accent. She explained to me every service and why this extra service would be good and would cost a little more. That's o.k. An informed customer is a happy customer.
It wasn't long before another tech came up to me and smiled. She watched Helen doing my nails and then gently asked me if I'd like to get my eyebrows waxed. Why, yes, I would. I expected to have to go back into their little room and lie on a makeshift stretcher while they applied hot wax to my eyebrows. But that wasn't the way this scenario unfolded. She came right over with her little wax kit and used a wax roller thingamabob to wax my eyebrows...all the while Helen was working on my nails. I was beginning to feel like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. Remember the scene when they are getting her all dolled up so that she can meet the wizard? Someone is working on her hair, someone is painting her nails, etc.
Well, the eyebrow waxing went great and Helen was getting close to finishing my nails. When "Joyce" came up to me and said, "You want massage? Feels nice? I just give you massage - - one minute." I asked her how much and it was "$1 for 1 minute." I told her to give me 10 minutes.
Helen is working on my nails, my eyebrows are newly waxed and now Joyce is taking me straight on the stairway to heaven by giving me a massage - - and I have never left my chair!
All I can say is, sometimes
It's great to be Dorothy,