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[Hey, You!] Watch out for the nail-salon grouch of Main Street

You're the old grouch who I saw at the nail salon on Main Street in Huntington Beach. As a walk-in customer, I asked the employee if anyone was available to do my nails because I needed to get to work. Half an hour later, my old set had yet to be removed, and I asked if someone could give me attention. Fifteen minutes later, after calling in late to work, my old nails were finally removed, but by this time, I had to leave. I kindly paid the lady, tipped her and was off.

Next thing I know, you walk into my place of business, obviously upset. I figured you were going to complain how I might have been rude to the employee, but what I didn't expect was for you to say how I offended the entire nail salon by asking for attention when "obviously" everyone else had an appointment and that I should have made an appointment, too. You heard me apologize to the employee as I was leaving for being rushed, but that wasn't good enough for you, and you claimed I am selfish with no consideration for others' schedules and said I should have apologized to everyone! You then demeaned me for working in a tanning salon, assuming this was my life.

Bob Aul

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My priority is to worry about my schedule and my business, not yours or anyone else's. And my moral obligation is to be kind and courteous to whoever I am dealing with. You made it your business to bother me in my place of business, and I was still kind, courteous and polite. You were looking for a fight, and I didn't submit, so you got pissed and left. As far as I'm concerned, you're a coward for leaving before I could speak and a bitch for seeking me out to tell me off. Like the saying goes: Mind your own damn business and stay out of mine.

 
 
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