I went to a new place because neither guy I like at my usual salon was available… The guy did a pretty good job except he was clueless. I’m blaming the language barrier a little. I told him I wanted a rainbow—and I showed him a picture—and so I started to point to colors on the color ring and he took them away after I picked the first color. Ooooookay. So I thought Let’s just see what happens. And then after he did all the nail prep and he started to paint, I had to stop him and say I needed to pick some more colors. He looked at me in total confusion. So the receptionist overheard and came over and helped figure that out. And then at the end, I decided that I wanted to add the heart to the yellow nail—I’m super anal and was having anxiety over not easily being able to use all 6 colors, so when my brain hit on the red heart, I was thrilled!—and he looked at me funny and he pulled out the yellow again and I was like No, I want you to draw a heart on it. Can you do that? and he wasn’t getting it. So then the receptionist ran over again and said Design—she wants a design and then just did the heart quick himself.