Last night, found myself in a facial center to get my facial laser and also some manicure. I would usually get my treatments in the same spa although not always in the same branch. I have pimples I admit and I expect that it would be painful to have it pricked. But the facialist assigned to made it worst. She was impersonal, and doing it mechanically like my face is some kind of meat she was murdering. I tried to just keep calm although I know my expression was that of pain. You know twisting and my eyes watery. And then maybe 15 minutes of agony and I was already verbally abusing her in my mind. And then in my most tender voice I told her, "Miss Pwede Hinaya Lang" since I am also having my manicure the manicurist thought I was referring to her and she said me? No, I said her referring to the facialist.
I resisted the urge to talk or say anything more as to antagonize her and I'm at her mercy since she's handling my face. But I didn't hear her apologizing or anything. And when I'm done she just left without saying anything that made me kind of loose my cool so I have to ask the other facialist doing facials I the other bed for her name. Then she called her and I have to speak my mind. Told them I know the owner and I will tell her about my experience.
I have the choice to let the owners who are my org mates but I did not because I thought it was unnecessary and thought about what if this girl lose her job and if that time she was just having a bad day or it was kind of late and she was already tired. I expect good service but I don't also want to sound whinny. Sometimes we gotta choose our battles. Next time I'm there I'll just ask another facialist.
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