Sunday, July 19, 2009

Kim is a pussy.















I think I've confirmed that I can't handle blood, most especially if I am the one bleeding. It makes me feel queasy, and if I don't make a conscious effort to not think about it, it is most likely that I will successfully faint. I have had two incidents, where this has happened. The first was when I was at an old job that I had, but that's a whole different story. The second, which was pretty recent, was at a super cheap asian (I had to add that, because clearly I'm prejudice and I'm asian so I can) nail salon.

I needed a cheap and fast pedicure, and this place was one of the few that would take my friend and I at the hour we were requesting. Key word here: Cheap. So, I was getting my pedicure, relaxing, sitting in that spa chair thing not really paying attention and playing with my phone. She was cutting away the cuticle on my feet, doing her thing, when suddenly she's says, "oh it hurt? It hurt?" Me: "wtf, are you talking about it hurt?" I look down and my toe is bleeding. It's pooling on the side of the nail, not a lot, but enough that seeing it makes me feel so gross inside. Awesome. She then proceeds to wipe it up with a tissue, puts some sort of green oriental ointment on it, all foreign, and it's still not exactly going away. Ignores, what's going on and moves on to the next toe. I'm like omg wtf is going on. I'm watching all of this. I even text my friend Elaine, who is sitting next to me. "uhhhh my toe is bleeding."

I keep thinking about this, that my toe is bleeding and I start slowing feeling nauseous and my head kind of starts spinning. My fingers start tingling and I can't really feel them anymore. At this point I know what's happening to me and I'm trying really hard to not make a scene and conceal the fact that I'm about to faint. I kinda just lean to the side and try to look like 'Im 'relaxing' and in the 'zone'; but really I'm taking deep slow breathes. It doesn't help that it smells like toxic chemicals in the salon and that my lungs were probably being poisoned. Then it feels like someone has covered my hears and I can't really hear anything around me, it sounds super muffled and my upper lip is fucking breaking a cold sweat. It was so intense. Somehow, I managed to contain myself and not faint, but it was definitely a struggle. Thank GAWD I didn't faint.

BUT...fucking bitch charged me full price! like, BITCH YOU FUCKING CUT ME, this shit should be FREE! Annnnnd, she says next time I shouldn't cut my toe nails so short and have them long. Wtttttf...don't make excuses. Fuckk, lesson learned, you get what you pay for. I should of dished the 90. Gahhd.