So Much for a Treat Myself Day
The nail place was nice but I don't think I'll be back. I keep looking to see if I have a bruise on my back. No. Nobody beat me. Feels like it. It was the chair that I sat in when I got my pedicure. It was a massage chair and I thought it was really nice working on my back but when I woke up this morning, I felt like I got punched in the back. I don't know if that was a great thing. I think I pissed off the guy at the front desk for texting him about a receipt. I explained I needed it so I could get reimbursed. I checked my spam mail and finally I said could you please email it to me and he did. He made me feel like a cheap ass. Maybe I am a cheap ass. I don't know. The place seemed cramped. It was kind of unfriendly except for the woman sitting next to me. I liked talking to her. It just didn't feel like a great fit. Do I regret doing something nice for myself? No. This just maybe wasn't the...